Chantelle's tent

jonyoungau

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Chantelle's out camping by herself far from home with just herself her tent and her old beatup ute.

Chantelles a larger girl, f size tits thick thighs blonde hair big ass. To her and a few guys she knows, shes smoking hott.

The first nights fine, she has her fire going tents up and food that she brought is cooking. For the next three nights things go fine on the final night she has put out the fire before she goes to bed but didnt realise its only smothered.

When she gets up in the morning she walks down to the creek to wash up being alone she walks down with only her boots on and nothing else.

That fire she thought she put out whilst shes washing starts up again but being that now her clothes and tent and supplies are packed but still just laying out next to the once thought of extinguished fire pit are now kindling for the embers.

As she is walking back to the camp sight she finds that she now has lost it all and only has now got the boots on her feet and her car keys, car and wallet left.

How the hell can she get home naked with a three hour drive in the nude.
 
Pity she hadn't a towel slung around her neck when she walked to the creek. Luckily her key ring holds a little 2-inch / 50mm penknife. She trims leaves and runners from forest plants and quickly pieces-together an organic bra.

Or she assesses her situation, says "Fuck-em!", takes two postage stamps from her wallet, sticks one atop each nipple, and drives home. Or she doesn't bother with the stamps. Her focused glare will deter anyone staring at her.

She could otherwise have many adventures on the road home.
 
Pity she hadn't a towel slung around her neck when she walked to the creek. Luckily her key ring holds a little 2-inch / 50mm penknife. She trims leaves and runners from forest plants and quickly pieces-together an organic bra.

Or she assesses her situation, says "Fuck-em!", takes two postage stamps from her wallet, sticks one atop each nipple, and drives home. Or she doesn't bother with the stamps. Her focused glare will deter anyone staring at her.

She could otherwise have many adventures on the road home.

Well three hours home will end up with many adventures especially when her petrol light comes on and her stomach grumbles.
 
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