I carried my small camera strapped to my waist.I'd run the winding trail uphill for thirty or forty minutes before I passed the tree line. After that,...I ran mainly on the packed scree that formed the trail. The view across the area was magnificent. On the east face I had sunlight all around me. I took a couple of dozen photographs as souvenirs of that precious morning.I started to run again, following trail markers for an alternate trail down the mountain and back to the campground. I have an. Maggie was hot as all hell too, so it wasn't long before Ken was pouring the cock to her. When he finished I climbed on and started fucking her, while she was playing with Ken's cock and starting to suck it. But the booze had caught up to her and she kind of just passed out, a sure sign of a satisfied fuck and too much booze. When she quit sucking on Ken's cock, he realized that she wasn't going to continue, so he reached down and moved my head toward his cock and when I was close he put his. Tristan came from wealth and had never had to be so involved with animals before. He knew to be a squire was demanding work, but had never expected Reginald to give him tasks so demeaning.There was a plop of more manure hitting the floor."I can't do this anymore!" Tristan screamed to no one in particular. He knew that moment he was done being a squire.Sir Reginald's prized steed was a dark brown stallion named Bucephalus. Tristan brought over a light saddle, put it on the beast, lead him out of. She was naked and was rubbing her bush gently."Oh, of course. Let me stop this and eject it."I handed it to her, and she smiled. "Thanks, Daddy!"She went back to her room, and I flopped on my bed. Wow that was a hot scene. Better than any porn.I heard the scene start faintly. Beth had left both bedroom doors open, so I could hear around the corners. She started moaning a lot. I think she came about five times before the scene ended.I did my evening routine and went back to bed, very.