As we walked into the camp we knew they were there. I heard Kristy's soft moans, coming from near one of the tents. “Seriously?” I groan and he ro...ls his eyes. “Peter! Kristy!” I yell out, not sure if they would even hear me. I went to the tent where I heard them, thinking they were inside. That was when I saw them.They were outside the tent, slightly covered by the bushes near by. Kristy's legs were spread wide, she was naked from the waist down, Peter on top of her, fucking her. From what I. .which she produced!! Mike put Jenny across his knee, raised her very short skirt and spanked her, SMACK SMACK SMACK ...............Mike stopped before Jenny cried, made her stand by the counter and lean forward with her elbows on the counter, I find that very arousing said Julie, " Do you ?" asked Mike. " I liked seeing Jenny spanked, and would like to know what corporal punishment is like!" "Giving or receiving?" Mike asked, Jenny by then was getting pissed off, " Can you two sort this out. Most of the patrons were teenagers, half full of cheap grog and a few of old perverts ogling the young bodies. Monique was different. Early forties, almost 6’ tall (179 cm), 34d breasts. Her legs seemed to go forever, ending with a miniskirt, which was exposing the most exiting part of her thighs and arse every time she made a sudden move. We made our way up the stairs, collecting some wolf whistles and rude comments from the young guys sitting on the steps. She was way beyond reacting to any. I stop sucking on Will, and he groans in protest. “Hop up on the piano,” I tell Mark. He gives me a strange look. “Are you sure?” “Yes. You won’t hurt it. And if you do, I don’t really care.” At that, Mark steps onto the keyboard, making a discordant, crashing sound with his feet, and hoists himself up on top of the piano. “Sit right at the edge,” I tell him. He slides forward so his hard cock extends out above the keyboard. I slide out from under the piano and maneuver myself onto Will’s lap,.