>>34481684After dinnertime will be the biggest group, several dozen spry young boys will crowd Meat all at once as she lies spread eagle on the picnic table and lets everyone have their fill. They waited the longest, it serves to reason they get to take the longest. Only one or two at a time, she can't offer words of encouragement with too many cocks to keep track of and she can only hug one in each arm. The lovemaking is sweet and saccharine, all is right in the world when Meat is with these boys. Despite the after dinner group taking hours to get through, Meat never grows tired to hugging a young boy close and whispering that he's doing great as his cute little load gets added to her bloated womb. She may tease them constantly, but they all know that deep down she does it because she loves them. Some boys who have already recovered from the morning round get to join in if they completed their activity report early, they deserve a little extra.
By the end of dinnertime nearly every boy in Meats troupe will have either made love to Meat at least once, Meat herself will just barely be able to stand. The actual physical activity may be tiring, but recieving those boys' emotions in their purest form gives her energy. They truly love her in only the way a child can, and she simply can't get enough of it. The after-dinner showers are the only time she'll have to rest between recieving loads of fresh young semen and incubating it during camp activities. Meat will stare at her bloated belly in the bathroom mirror every night, sometimes puffing it out to imagine herself pregnant. It's charming, it's calming even, to have such solid proof that those boys truly love her. She never taught them about giving creampies or even which hole to put it in, they figured that out all on their own, out of love. The slight pudge in her abdomen is proof of that. She'll sit in the shower, stroking her belly, debating weather to wash the precum out of her soft green hair or to smell it just a bit longer. Meat treasures the quiet afterglow almost as much as the lovemaking itself. It will eventually become tradition for her after every dinner to take a selfie, documenting her experiences with true love.
The sex will become increasingly flagrant and they will eventually move from the camp and hidden enclaves to outright creampies on the hiking trail and group trips to the boys bathroom that end in Meat needing to seal up her pussy and asshole with tape to keep that valuable virile sperm she treasures so much from leaking out. Meat has been theroughly intoxicated with both the power and emotion that come from being these boys first love. The schedule obviously still must be followed, but the schedule only lists activities to do, and if the boys manage to get their work done fast they'll have plenty of free time. With such powerful motivation, Meat and her troupe absolutely demolish every other counselor and their teams in every camp wide competition. The boys are known theroughout the camp as the winning team, and from outside looking in, Meat must be the best counselor in history with how much everyone in her group adores her. Obviously competition victories mean celebrations, and Meat is always the life of the party. It might not mean much to Meat, but for the boys, just seeing Meat dress up in a frilly maid dress and deliver them their prizes is more than enough. Sure the prizes themselves are just king size Kitkats, but seeing Meat wearing something so frilly and girly compared to her normal cavewoman attire is worth its weight in gold. Some of the most impressionable might even fantasize that it's a wedding dress.
