One hand peeled away from her body to catch it, but I had already closed the door by then. I was not that much of a pervert. Yet.A few seconds later, ... was still standing next to the door as it opened and she stepped out. We almost collided - almost because she had faster reflexes than I did - and sidestepped me. The smells of her shampoo and soap filled my nostrils almost immediately, which had the same pleasantness to it that I always feel when I am served a Double Whopper With Fries at. When I unzipped the door to the tent, she was standing close to me, even closer than I expected. I must admit, I felt a stirring in my jeans as I noticed how close she was. Once the door to the tent was open, we went inside and separated to our sides of the tent. I quickly grabbed my sweatshirt and pulled it on. I then turned and started to leave the tent. As I passed the partition, I looked over to Natasha's side of the tent and saw that she had a few items from her bag out and was reaching. He gave me a little smirk and then thrust his hips forward, driving the full length of his 10 inch long, vein covered, wrist-thick, night black, ebony tool deep into my quivering snatch. I groaned out loudly as I felt his dick slam deep into my vagina and fell back as he pressed the full 250 lbs of his muscular body on top of me and began to pound my cunt with his black sledge hammer. I didn’t want it, but my hips thrust back up into him, feeling my opening squeezing his shaft with each stroke.. “Yes,” she said alarmingly fast with unbelievable enthusiasm. She caught herself and toned it down quickly, “Yea, that would be fun.” “Ok, well let’s go ask him and see if he’s up for it,” I replied. She agreed but hung back as I started walking back to the table. I glanced back to see what was wrong. She whispered loud enough for only me to hear, “Sorry, I can’t go back like this. I don’t want him to figure out what state I’m in right now.” “You’re in Texas,” I joked. But she just gave me.
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