Suddenly, Megan and I were left, all alone, me with a raging hard on, in my camper. It took all of one minute before we stripped each other naked an... had at each other. We did a shot for good times, and I curled her muscular legs back, admiring her sexy feet. Her pussy was certainly wet, and well trimmed. Two tight little lips that looked barely fucked. I dove in tongue first and ate as deep as I could into her sweet center. She moved her hips back and forth, laying on her back on the. 'Come on, cunt-face,' he barked, 'show Jigga what you can really do!'Jerome increased his stroke-rate as I struggled for more air. I was in a panic, but for some reason, I didn't want the face-fucking to stop.'You're a right-royal slut, boy. A cock-sucker with a fuck-me mouth and a liking for man-size cock. I bet you want me to fill you up with lots of hot spunk.'His ball-sac was now slapping against my chin, and his cock-head was blocking my airway.'I always know when a white boy is ripe for. The husband whose name was Tom, despite the fact his pretty wife called him "Thomas", wandered down the stairs and I was surprised he seemed so sensible and calm where she seemed flighty and nervous. It made me think about how people matched up so haphazardly when it came to something as important as marriage. I had always thought my spouse was the best thing that ever happened to me until he ran away with a pole dancer leaving me in the lurch with three children and bills that never seemed to. I even felt some shifting by the pair next to us and I wondered if I had felt the man's hand slip around to cup his partner's ass.The driver, sensing a shift in the van, turned on the radio; soft music drowning out some of the noise the passengers were generating. Once again, Samantha took hold of my hand, my fingers now being pushed between her slowly spreading thighs, the heat of her body palpable. The seam of her bikini was thick against the pad of my index finger, the soft skin of her leg.