The sound of air escaping my mouth and juices squelching are only adding to the pleasure. My fingers desperate to join the party begin playing with yo...r balls, massaging them at a steady pace, I want to squeeze the cum right out of them but that would be cheating. I reach down and dip a finger into my sopping cunt before returning all my attention to you. I rub my finger on your tight ass and slowly dip inside waiting for a reaction. You moan approvingly and I push a little deeper as I show my. We kiss gently, tongues in, out and around each others mouths. I reach a hand low to join yours, I rest my hand either side of my clit on my pussy lips and spread them, my clit is pulsing it's inviting your fingers to play, such a gentleman - you oblige and slowly tease my clit by rolling her around, tapping, flicking, rubbing, I can feel my pussy widening in enjoyment and aching in need. Now your fingers are where I want them I move my fingers, my lips clasp closed around your fingers, making. I was unbelievably charged up from the party, the booze, the pot, the amazing display that Debbie and Peter had just performed for us, and the fact that my wife was currently down the hall giving herself to another man. I was on fire and I needed to do something about it, and here was this gorgeous specimen of a man with a cock that would make anyone's mouth water not only offering, but suggesting that I service him. I was on my feet before I knew what was happening, walking over and kneeling. Prior to my hunts, I plan a few “scouting” trips in June and July to look for Elk and Deer sign. In Oregon, one can hunt both at the same time with bow. This past year there was one scouting trip I’ll never forget. Normally, when in the woods, I pack a sidearm. At least one cougar I'm aware of has stalked me. It’s a sobering feeling knowing you could be lunch or at the very least mauled. During my times in the woods I've stumbled upon a couple of bears but they were more afraid of me than I was.