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A late-night campfire prank turns into a wild, unforgettable experience for both the scouts and their leader. Charles Dera, asleep in his tent, is awakened by a group of giggling, uniform-clad teens. They pounce on him, their small hands roaming his body, their lips planting soft, curious kisses on his skin. Charles, despite his initial shock, can't help but respond to their innocent, yet intense advances. He finds himself surrounded by a sea of small breasts and tight pussies, the scent of their arousal filling the tent. They worship his body, their tongues licking every inch of him, their hands stroking his cock until he explodes in their mouths. But they're not satisfied yet. They want more. They want to feel him inside them, stretching their tight holes. So, they take turns riding him, their bodies moving in sync, their moans of pleasure filling the night air. Charles, lost in the moment, gives in to their demands, his cock sliding in and out of their wet pussies, their juices coating his shaft, their bodies trembling with each thrust.