Part 20
Injuns!
(m+Mg, MF, oral, exhib, nepi)
Lisa is taken captive by wild Injuns in Fred's next kiddie movie...
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The jostling of the bed woke me Friday morning. I was about to fuss at Lisa, but when I opened my eyes it wasn't Lisa on top of me starring into my eyes, but a young boy. It was so totally unexpected that it took a moment for me to recognize the face. It was Ben, my seven year old grandson.
"Poppa! Poppa! Are you awake?" he asked brightly.
"I am now," I answered groggily. "What are you doing here?"
"Looking at you!" he giggled.
"I can see that. Are you here with your mom and dad?"
"No, just Mama. Daddy won't be coming to camp until after he gets off work today."
"Where is your mother?" I asked.
"I dunno. She dropped me and Lyle off here to play with Lisa."
"Where is Lyle and Lisa?"
"Playing with Uncle Mel," he answered.
"Oh, I see. And you were sent in here to wake me up?"
"No, I just wanted to see you!" Ben answered with a gap toothed grin.
"What happened to your teeth?"
"The Tooth Fairy wanted them and I got a dollar for the both of them."
"A whole dollar, huh?"
"Yeah!" he replied happily.
I could've slept for another hour, but I was wide awake now. I'd had a scotch or two too many the night before and I felt it. It wasn't a "I'm-gonna-die" hangover, but I wasn't feeling one hundred percent either. I assumed that I wasn't going to be allowed to roll over and catch another few minutes of shut eye, so I figured I might as well get up and get moving; but Ben was lying on top of me, no longer looking into my eyes, but sort of cuddled up on me.
Time with my sons and my grandkids was what I've wanted most of all these past years and now that I had Ben with me, I wasn't eager to give him up. I hugged him to me, with one hand on his bare back and the other on his bare butt. It was nice, very nice and I had nothing better to do than to just hold him. But apparently the little bugger wasn't satisfied with just lying there and wiggled his butt under my hand. After he did that a couple of times I got the message and began rubbing his cheeks. That just encouraged him to spread his legs about my hips. Damn, he really wanted me to feel him up! I obliged to a certain point, rubbing and kneading his ass cheeks and slipping my hand between his legs to graze his little nuts and pecker, but I restrained from toying with his asshole. I had to wonder if, Fred, his other grandfather, showed such restraint.
After groping him for a five minutes or so, his older brother with Lisa in tow, came, jumped up on the bed dislodging his younger brother. This prompted a tussle with me in the middle. I rolled off the bed and out of the way, while Lisa, not wanting to be left out, joined the fracas by jumping on Lyle's back, who at the time was on top of Ben.
The sounds of laughing shrieking kids brought Mel to the door just as I was making my exit. He looked to me to see if I was okay with the rough housing. I was, though I was concerned that the boys might get too rough with Lisa. I shouldn't have worried, as she gave as good as she got, and the boys knew just how far too far was and never crossed that line with her.
Fortunately Mel had a fresh pot of strong coffee already brewed. It was just what I needed. Standing by the coffee pot, I quickly drank half a cup without scalding my mouth, then topped the cup off.
Mel and I were of like mind to let the kids just be kids, just so long as they didn't try to use the bed as a trampoline, which of course they did. Mel and I both fussed at them and that seemed to do the trick. The boys knew that there were limits, as did Lisa.
I was very happy to see Lisa get along with Lyle and Ben as well as she did. Having kids her own age to play with was what she needed the most and what better playmates for my little nudie than other nude kids, boys and girls alike?
While the kids played, Mel and I had coffee and chatted. He informed me that Fred had called Kendra last night after I took Lisa to bed and had her come to camp early, as he needed her help with making his long planned movie. He'd just needed the right little girl and Lisa fit the bill. He also wanted to do it today before too many folks were prowling about the resort.
Mel and I were both hungry, but the kids were having too much fun and weren't interested in eating at the moment. No problem. Mel called the front desk and had someone bring us both a breakfast of a cheese omelet with a side of bacon, along with some Danish rolls for the kids for when they were ready to eat. Fifteen minutes later, one of Rhonda's girls wheeled in a cart with our food along with some sliced fresh fruit, toasted English muffins and three chocolate milks.
Mel called her Tracy, and she didn't correct him, so I assumed he could tell her apart from her twin sister, Macy. She set the pub table for us and set out the kids' food and drinks on the coffee table. Mel wanted her to stay and mess around, but she begged off claiming that she was needed elsewhere and departed.
"She and her sister give me a hard-on," Mel said uncovering his plate. "I love fucking those two. They both know how to give a great blowjob too," he added, "but then you know all about that."
"Yeah, I do," I replied thinking back to that first weekend at Eden Valley and the orgy I was treated to in this very room.
"Say, how did you know that that was Tracy and not her sister, Macy?" I asked.
"Simple. Tracy is right handed and Macy is left handed. I just watch what they do with their hands," he explained.
With that, the kids came thundering in and went straight to the coffee table where the Danish, the fruit and chocolate milk was. Naturally the kids made a mess, but Mel was nonplussed about it. After we had all finished eating, he just called the front desk and had the tables bussed and the crumbs on the floor vacuumed up.
The kids went back to playing under my supervision while Mel went off to take care of some resort business. The three kids were perfectly happy horsing around in Mel's quarters, so I let them be.
About and hour or so later, Kendra showed up. She told me that Fred had everything all ready and for me and the kids to come with her. Outside she had a four-seater golf cart. The boys got into the back and Lisa climbed into my lap. Five minutes through the woods we came to a gate. Jimmy, the twelve year old who was yesterday assisting Fred with the duck pond shoot, opened the gate for us. We drove through and he closed the gate and then standing on the rear bumper rode the rest of the way to a small clearing where several boys dressed as Indians in loincloths, headbands and feathers were milling around and listening to Fred giving instructions. There was a another man there too, grizzled looking with a beard and dressed in buckskins and a beat up wide brimmed hat.
We piled out of the golf cart and Kendra quickly dressed her boys as Indians. She sent them off to get their instructions from Fred. A moment later she approached Lisa and me with a pale blue gingham dress and bonnet in her hand.
I introduced Kendra to Lisa. "Lisa, this nice lady is Lyle and Ben's mommy. She's going to help Uncle Fred make another movie today. Now you have to get in costume..."
"No! I wanna be nakki!"
"You will be naked, sweetie," Kendra said smoothly and reassuringly. "But we need you to be in costume to be in the movie, but just for a little while. I heard that you were in costume yesterday out by the pond and that you were such a good girl.
"Now, have you ever seen a Cowboys and Indians movie?"
"No."
"Well, in this Cowboy and Indians movie, the heroine, that's you, is taken captive by a band of wild Indians and taken to their camp. Now Indians don't like their captives to be wearing any clothes, so they will take the dress off of you and you'll be naked for the rest of the movie. Okay?"
" 'Kay."
"Now let's just slip this on... Oh, good girl! Now your hat...
"Oh, you look so adorable!" Kendra gushed. "The Indians are really going to love you."
" 'Kay."
I was impressed by how smoothly Kendra got Lisa into those clothes.
Peering out from beneath the bonnet Lisa listened intently to what Kendra was saying. Kendra explained that in the opening scene that Lisa is walking through the woods behind her daddy.
"He's not my daddy!" Lisa said.
"It's just make believe, sweetie. He's your make believe daddy."
"He's mean looking," Lisa protested.
"He's not mean, baby. He's just a friend of Uncle Fred."
" 'Kay."
"So you just walk behind him through the woods. When the Indians jump out, you scream and run away. And when the Indians catch you, you fight them and try to get away. Okay?"
" 'Kay."
Kendra looked over at me, shrugged and then led Lisa to her place to begin the first shot.
"You just walk behind him,"' Kendra coached.
Kendra picked up a video camera and joined Jimmy and her dad who both had professional video cameras and took her position on one side of the path.
"Okay, people," Fred called out. "Action!"
The grizzled old man started walking down the path, looking this way and that, rifle at the ready. Lisa did her part and walked behind. They walked past Jimmy who filmed them walking away. Lisa stopped to pick a wild flower and then ran to catch up.
"Cut!" Fred shouted.
"Just stay right there, sweetie," Kendra coached Lisa.
One of the Indians ran up and handed the old guy an arrow.
"Okay, people! Ready... Action!"
The old guy held the arrow to his chest, gave a startled look, hollered, "Injuns!" and fell to the ground. Lisa stood there baffled.
"Cut! That's a take," Fred yelled.
"Okay, sweetie," coached my daughter-in-law, "Look down at your daddy..."
"He's not my daddy!" Lisa emphatically said.
"I know," Kendra said patiently, "this is just pretend. Okay?"
" 'Kay."
"Good..." Kendra glanced at me, rolled her eyes and turned back to my charge. "When Uncle Fred says action, you look down at your daddy..."
"He's not my daddy!"
"Just look down at the man, okay! You see he's been shot with an arrow and you scream, "Poppa! Poppa!"
"That's what Meagan and Jeff call Granpa," Lisa explained.
"I know, sweetie, that's what Ben and Lyle call him too."
"Can I call Granpa Poppa too?"
"Yes, but right now when Uncle Fred calls out action, you look down and scream, 'Poppa! Poppa!' "
"He's not Poppa..."
"This is just pretend, Lisa."
" 'Kay."
"Alright... are you ready?" Lisa looked up at Kendra and nodded with a big smile.
"Okay, now look down and don't smile..."
"My mommy says I have a pretty smile."
"Yes, you do, honey. But don't smile right now. Okay, now look down..." Kendra stepped away from the star of the show and gestured towards her dad.
"Okay, people!" Fred said loudly. "Ready... Action!"
Lisa looked down and screamed, "Poppa! Poppa!"
"Cut!" called out Fred.
"That's a take," called out Kendra.
"No, let's do it again."
"No, Dad, let's just get on with it," pleaded Kendra.
"Okay, but it would be better if..."
"We'll never get this done, Dad!"
"Okay, okay. Let's do the next scene."
Kendra then instructed Lisa on the next scene. "You did really good, sweetie," Kendra told Lisa. "Now this time, look down just like before and when you hear the Indians coming, you look up, turn and run away."
" 'Kay."
Kendra signaled her dad who spoke to the "Indians".
"Places!... Ready! Action!"
The boys dressed as Indians, let out a whooping cry and charged out of the woods carrying bows or feather festooned spears. The boys were all done up in war paint and I think Lisa was genuinely surprised at the display of play aggression, for she looked up, screamed convincingly, turned an started to take off back down the path, only to run smack dab into a another group of Indians. They grabbed her and began jostling her about. She in turn fought like an alley cat, twisting this way and that, shouting, "No! No! No!" while the tear-away dress came apart. In moments she was rendered naked.
Quickly one of the older boys tied her hands together to one end of a long rope, while two other boys slapped her on the ass hard. The tears were real. Their captive secure, the eight or so Indians led her by the rope down the path crying.
I felt kind of bad for her as I know for a fact that she doesn't take to a spanking very well at all.
They paraded her naked up and down the path several times so that the action could be captured from several different perspectives. Finally they left the path and entered a small clearing where a rustic tripod made with saplings had been erected and lashed together with rope. They marched her under the tripod, threw the rope she was tied to over the top of the tripod, then tightened the rope enough to raise her arms and secured the rope to one leg of the tripod.
The Indians cleared out enough for Fred and Jimmy to move in and videotape her strung up naked. Things happened pretty fast after that. A tom-tom took up a beat and Indians danced around the tripod for minute or so with Lisa looking out totally bewildered.
One Indian broke off the circling savages and approached Lisa from the rear. His hand shot out between her legs and the molestation began. Jimmy darted in from the other side and zoomed in for a close up of her being fingered. Jimmy moved out and another Indian approached her from the front. Jimmy circled around and got in close from her back to catch the second boy fingering her pussy.
Jimmy moved out. An older boy, dropped his loincloth and approached the captive from the rear, his 4 inch organ stiff and ready. Jimmy moved to the side as the naked Indian slotted into her from the rear. Jimmy scurried to the front to get a good shot of the boy's dick as it entered her. Fred had the boy back out and enter over and over again.
The boy backed out and another now naked Indian took his place, approaching from her front. This boy too fucked her standing up, Jimmy dutifully catching the action before, behind and between her legs. Soon there was a parade of boys, dropping their loincloths and getting in on the rape. These were mostly younger boys who it was doubtful if they actually penetrated her, but they all gave a good hump show while Lisa begged, "Let me go! Let me go!"
Fred got the boys to knock it off and turned his attention to a big man who really did look like an Indian. He was dressed much like the boys in loincloth and war paint, except he wore a full war bonnet. He glared at his tribe, then examined their trophy. He dropped his loincloth. The guy was really hung! He stepped under the tripod, grabbed the captive by the hair and pushed his hard dick against her lips. Lisa's lips natural sprung open and the Chief worked the head of his large adult penis in her little mouth, while Fred, Jimmy and Kendra caught the action from as many angles and close ups as possible. And when the time came, the Chief delivered the money shot, pulling out and shooting his copious thick wads into her face. The guy literally came in buckets.
Depleted, the Chief stepped out of the way. The grizzled old guy, brought back from the dead and now in nudist camp attire, stepped up whipping his wang and added to the mess on her face, chin and chest. The Fred stepped in and stuck his cock in her mouth and raped her mouth until he too shot off on her face. By now cum was dripping from her and running in great clots down her naked torso. Fred scooped some up and wiped his fingers in her pussy.
In the final cut, only the grizzled guy's hand and dick were shown as was Fred's.
They set her free of the rope and tripod. She crawled out from under the tripod, where Jimmy, now wearing a headband and feather was waiting for her. He mounted her on her hands and knees and put it to her, gripping her by her curly blond hair and pulling her head back so that Fred could get a good shot of her cum-splattered face as she was fucked one last time.
The final shot was of her sitting naked in the dirt, her hair a mess, her blue eyes sparkling, her face and body streaked with muddy dirt and leaves. Lisa beamed that winning smile of hers, laid back and proceeded to finger herself.
"Cut! That a wrap folks!" called out Fred. This was good because it was getting downright hot by that time. "Thanks to everyone! Leave your costumes with Kendra!"
I walked over and picked Lisa up from the dirt. She was mess, that's for sure. "Are you okay, Sweetie?" I asked her.
"I hunggy!" was her reply before she laid a wet kiss on my lips. Yuck!
I carried her back to the golf cart. Ben and Lyle joined us. Soon Kendra appeared and we were on our way back to the resort proper, only she didn't exactly go back the way we had come. She pulled up to an out of the way open shower shelter, where I gave Lisa a bath. She still hated showers, but she cooperated well enough. By the time we were finished, a horde of former Indians came to wash off. I expected them to hassle Lisa, but none of them did. She was, I learned, now part of the gang and under their "protection". No doubt she'd be fucked again out in the woods before we went home two days hence.
Kendra dropped us off at the water park. Even though we had just showered, we of course had to take another perfunctory shower, after which I coated my little wet nudie head to toe with sun screen. Campers had been streaming in all morning and there was already somewhat of a crowd in the water park area. I took Lisa to a poolside restaurant, fed her, my grandsons and myself some lunch. We didn't have any towels handy, so we stood at a table and ate. Then I checked out a floatie for Lisa and took her into the water, where we were joined by Lyle and Ben.
The kids had a good time playing together in the water. The boys were really good with her and the three of them had a blast. Neck deep I lurked nearby waiting for one of the boys to get openly inappropriate with her, but nothing of the kind happened. That wouldn't be true once we were inside somewhere private, but in public, all three of them behaved. It wasn't long before more "Indian" boys joined in, along with a few of their sisters. Again, nothing untoward happened out in the open. It was just kids being kids.
After a while I spied Rosa with Chika and a tall muscular man who, except for the shock of straight jet black hair was hairless and whom I recognized as the "Chief". He and Chika entered the water with Chika in water wings. Lisa squealed in delight at seeing her friend. Soon the boys moved off to do other things, like hitting the diving boards or water slides, leaving Lisa and Chika to play together.
The "Chief" approached me. From his features he appeared to be full blooded Aztec. With a straight face he said, "You fucked my wife." It wasn't a question.
"You must be Ricardo," I replied uneasily.
"And you must be Beel," he replied. Then pointing to Lisa he added, "And that pretty little puta must be Lisa. She is very experienced for one so young."
"Yes, she is," I replied not sure what might be coming next.
"My Chika was so very happy to have a friend to play with this week. I too will be very happy to play with Lisa too, and soon. You don't mind if I play with her later today, do you? You can play with Chika. Or you can fuck Rosa again. Or you can do both."
"Lisa is too little to be fucked by a man as big as you."
"But you fuck her, no?"
"No, I don't. She's too little. But, she is good with her mouth, as you well know."
"Yes, she was quite good," he said with a smile. "My Chika is good with her mouth too and she likes a strong tongue between her legs.
"Tell me, Beel, did Señor Fred pay you well for using your little girl in his movie?"
"Actually we didn't discuss money."
"You didn't take money? If I was to let Chika perform like that I would have demanded lots of money. How much do you think he'd pay?"
"I have no idea. You see, his daughter is my daughter-in-law."
He puzzled on that for a moment before asking, "You say that because you are family he doesn't pay for the use of your little girl?"
"She's not actually mine. I'm just watching out for her while her parents are gone."
"Then you are her babysitter? Remind me not to let you babysit my Chika," he laughed.
Then he changed back to making some money. "My Chika. She is still virgin. Señor Fred, he pay lots to film her first time with boy, no?"
"I suppose. But you really have to discuss that with him."
"I will do that," he replied. "He paid very well to film Chika running around naked, and she runs around naked a lot.
"Well, nice meeting you, Beel. Maybe we can get together later this afternoon and make a swap."
"Uh, yeah. Maybe," I replied. With that he swam away at a furious clip.
I felt someone tapping me on the back. I turned and it was Rosa. She immediately grasped my cock underwater. "My husband, he not mad is he?" she asked giving me a gentle squeeze. "I tell him everything except you fucking my poosy."
"No, he wanted to know if... maybe you should ask him."
"He told me about making the movie with your Lisa sucking his deeck."
"Uh, yeah, uh, he just wanted to know how much Fred paid me."
"He pay you lots, no?"
"Uh, not really. It was just for the fun of it."
"He pay lots to do that with Chika?"
"Maybe he would..
"Look, maybe we shouldn't be talking about this stuff with so many people around. Someone might overhear and get upset and uh... should you be playing with my dick in the pool like this?"
"No one can see."
"No one but the kids swimming underwater."
"Oh... I sorry," she said releasing my now semi-erect dong just before some kid with a snorkel swam past. "Maybe we can get together later."
"I don't know. My son should be here later this afternoon and I want to see him. Besides your husband..."
"He likes to watch sometimes. I shouldn't worry."
With the need for me to be close to Lisa while she was in the water playing with Chika while her mother was making a come on to me with her husband somewhere nearby, I felt trapped. I was ready to get out of the water and go do something else, but Lisa was having such a good time. It didn't help that whenever Rosa thought no one was around, she took liberties underwater. And not just with my cock. She took my hand and put it on her tit. Now it was my turn to look about and make sure no one was watching. And she guided that hand to her crotch, making it very difficult for me to resist her advances.
Ricardo reappeared. "Time for bambino to nap, no?" he asked his wife. "Maybe Beel will join us while muchachas nap?"
Turning to me he said, "Join us, Beel. We have good time with Rosa."
I gathered that he had no problems with me having sex with his wife while he was on the road. It was tempting to go with them, but god only knows what his real agenda was and I wasn't about to put Lisa in a position where she might be hurt, so I thought better of it and begged off.
But he was right about one thing, it was time for my bambino to take a nap too. Of course Lisa wanted to stay and play in the water park, but knowing that a meltdown would occur if she didn't get her nap, I managed to lure her out of the water by bribing her with ice cream.
I returned the floatie she had been using and as we began to head to Mel's lair, she just sort of collapsed on the cement, suddenly too tired to walk. So, I picked her up and carried her. A minute later she was lights out in my arms. Entering Mel's digs she was about as responsive as a sack of potatoes and didn't wake up as I gently put her to bed. Mel wasn't home when we got there, so took the opportunity and joined Lisa for a siesta.
I awakened twenty minutes later by someone playing with my cock. Opening my eyes I was surprised to see one of housekeepers in her white uniform sitting on the bed molesting me, not that I minded.
"Did I wake you, Mr. Bill?" she asked.
"Uh, no," I lied.
"Mr. Mel, he told me to that you were his special guest and to take care of you."
"Is that so?"
"Yes. Do you need or want anything?"
"No, what you're doing is just fine by me."
"You want me to suck you?"
I should have been beyond being surprised at anything by then, but still I was. I mean, who was this woman? Then I recognized her as the housekeeper I'd met the week before with Mel out by the cabins, the one who asked Mel if he wanted her to blow him. "Sure, if that's what you want to do," I replied. She smiled, moved to a more comfortable position and went down on me. As for the quality of the blowjob, she was an expert! After all the stimulus of watching Lisa sucking and fucking that morning, I was primed for a quick ejaculation. Damn, I really did need to move here!
The maid, I never got her name, slurped my junk down and then went about her business. Lisa, she was out of it for another hour, so I got up and just hung around reading nudist magazines while she napped. As I perused the description of various facilities around the country, I got the wander bug. All I needed to do was buy that trailer Paula and Kendra showed me, along with the tow vehicle and hit the road, sampling nudist resorts across the country. Yeah, that was the ticket for an enjoyable retirement!
Mel hadn't shown up by the time Lisa was up and at 'em. She hadn't forgot about my offer of ice cream either, so I took her into the lodge dining room and ordered her up some "pink". Not surprisingly she made a mess of it with strawberry ice cream all over her face, her chin and down her body and into her lap. To keep it from getting everywhere, I mopped her up and then carried her back to Mel's for a quick shower, but not before licking her clean, particularly where it had run down between her legs.
I was expecting her to make a fuss about the shower, but she was suddenly used to it and just giggled and hopped about in the spray while I washed her off with a soapy hand. With her and I both squeaky clean once again, I grabbed some towels to sit on and took her outside to the shaded play area where there was an elaborate wooden play structure, as well as swings, seesaws, monkey bars and a twirl-about. Lisa had a blast playing with the other little nudies, while I sat on a bench and chatted with several naked mommies. Yes, this was my kind of place.
Late in the afternoon and near supper time, the playground began rapidly thinning out. Abandoned and alone on my bench, I gathered Lisa up and took her back to the lodge to eat. People had been filtering in all day to the resort, and by late afternoon, it was getting to be crowded with the weekenders. And while we were eating, my middle son, Mark and Kendra along with their boys joined us.
After eating and cocktails at Mel's, Mark, Kendra, the three kids and I headed over to pavilion adjacent to the water park for the Friday night dance. It was early, but there was a good crowd and a DJ was spinning tunes. There were more kids there than at the Memorial Day dance the previous Saturday, but it was early. Lisa got into it right away along with Lyle and Ben, while Mark and I took turns dancing with Kendra. I was hoping for an invite to come sleep with them, but it wasn't forthcoming, so once I'd had enough, I took Lisa back to Mel's and hit the sack. I suppose I was more tired than I thought, but then again my afternoon nap was cut short.
*****
Saturday morning I was in for a surprise. I was having breakfast with Lisa in the Lodge dining room when my youngest, Jason, and his slut wife, Gwen, along with my darling 6-year-old granddaughter, Sandra, made their appearance. I wasn't expecting them at all. My hopes for some shagtime with Gwen soared until I they told me that they were just here for the morning, and that the only reason that they came at all was because Fred had called and begged for them to bring him some supplies.
"What supplies?" I asked.
"A roll of butcher paper and finger paints," Gwen told me with a straight face.
"What for?"
"Fred had this idea... actually it was Kendra's idea, and seeing that you had to take Lisa home tomorrow, well today was the only day..."
"Only day for what?"
"Finger painting, of course," was the reply I got. I didn't quite get it, but then Gwen told me to bring Lisa along to Fred's studio. I was beginning to get the picture. So once Lisa was finished playing in her food, the five of us trod over.
Saturdays were always the big day for Fred's resort photo business, so he was ready to go as soon as we got there. He took us to an open covered pavilion that was devoid of any tables. There we found Fred's assistant, Jimmy, busy taping down large pieces of butcher paper to the bare concrete floor.
With her two boys in tow, Kendra showed up. By then Lisa and Sandy were running around playing together. The boys joined in. Meanwhile Kendra set out four plastic bowls, more or less in the middle of the four large pieces of paper and filled the bowls with finger paints, blue, yellow, red and green. When all was set Kendra rounded up the kids and explained what to do. "Use your fingers and paint me a pretty picture," she told the for kids. Well, the squealing kids attacked that task with enthusiasm and gusto, while Jimmy and Fred worked the video cameras.
At first things were progressing smoothly with the kids getting more finger paint on the paper than on themselves. As the art works progressed and with the paints in the middle, accidents happened. Someone stepped on someone's paper and messed up her flower and left his foot print. Then one of the boys planted a blue handprint on Lisa's ass. Sandy put her yellow handprint on Ben's tanned ass. Soon there were handprints on everyone's ass, and a footprint on Sandy's butt. Then red paint all over Lyle's dick and green paint coating Ben's pecker, circles around nipples and Indian war painted faces. If Kendra's goal was to get the get the kids to spontaneously paint each other, she achieved her goal handily and the kids had a blast doing it. The paintings themselves were more or less destroyed from paint covered feet and eventually from full body rolls.
Kendra had Jimmy set out one last piece of paper. She had each kid carefully sit down and leave their butt print on the paper. This multicolored "art work" was saved and later hung on the resort bulletin board with the title, "Cheekies". The rest were trashed and the kids and pavilion floor were hosed off.
With the art project completed, Jason and Gwen, along with Sandy went home, as they had a church deal to attend that afternoon.
The rest of Saturday was a rather slow as far as things go. For the most part Kendra was busy working the crowd all day for her dad. Lyle and Ben kept Lisa entertained both out in public and behind closed doors. At Mel's Fred snapped photos of her sucking the boys and them licking her cunt and she was enticed in giving Mel, Mark and I noogies for the camera (waist down shots only), after which she needed a shower.
Paula and Eric were held up in town because of Jeff's baseball and Meagan's softball games, but they were to arrive late in the afternoon. Me, I could hardly wait to wallow my face in Paula's big tits and stick it to her. Mel, he was eager to see Jeff do Lisa. I had great expectations for my last twenty four hours at Eden Valley, but it wasn't to be...
Coming soon in Part 21 - Bill and Lisa's stay at Eden Valley is cut short by a frantic phone call...
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