“Oh, I shall die, dear Miss Evelyn; what must I do to make you happy?” My apparent ignorance could not but please her. She sank back on the long l...w chair on which she was seated, apparently accidentally drawing up her petticoats with her hand in falling back. I threw myself on my knees, and pushing her petticoats further up disclosed the rich, dark, curly beauty of her mount. She covered her burning face with her hand, while, pressing my head forward, I began pressing her beauteous cunt,. Charity looked up, pushing her braided hair away from her sweating forehead"It needs some time to cook the chicken." she said, poking the contents of the pot with a wooden cooking spoon.Evelyn realised Charity must have killed one of the chickens before they left."Let's hope there's time enough" she answered... The tent was barely big enough for the two women as they settled down for the night, just as the first flashes of lightning were lighting up the now cloud filled sky overhead. As Evelyn. Mind stepping outside? Ill be right down. Sure. I walk to my closet to go through my shirts and I hear the door close behind me. How embarrassing was that! I hope she doesnt think Im one of those Asian perverts like Mickey Rooney from Breakfast at Tiffanys. Not to mention the fact that I started to get a hard on from that incident. That scare mustve jumpkicked some blood flow down there. Or maybe subconsciously, I thought it was exciting for an innocent girl like Shirley to catch me half naked. But he was trying to put the entire cock in my mouth. I sucked hi quite vigorously. And he screamed, “ i m cumming…i m cumming.” I took it out and he cummed at that moment. Spurts and spurts of young cum. The cum was sprayed everywhere. On my face, on my boobs, his thighs, his chest. Both of us went to the bathroom and cleaned with water. I removed my saree and petticoat.Seeing me in in my pink panty, he was quite excited. We went back to the bedroom and he removed my panty. He began rubbing my.