“What can his lady do?”He pulled completely out of her and gently turned her over onto her stomach. He pulled her back towards him by her hips and...guided his member back inside of her. The sensation reignited Rosalynne, causing her to moan his actual name. He brought the rest of her body up so that her back was against his chest, wet with perspiration. Instinctively, she began to bounce up and down on his member and he held her breasts in his hands while he kissed her from the middle of her. Go ahead and smirk if you must. All I can say is that it made perfect sense to me at the time. I quietly slipped into the bathroom to relieve myself and then climbed back into bed again. This time I tried really hard to fall asleep, but Jack had begun to snore. It wasn’t exactly earth shattering or anything. It wasn’t like he was peeling the paint off of the walls or making the windows rattle. However, it did keep me from falling asleep for quite some time. Blessedly, at some point in the wee. They introduced themselves as ‘Val’ and ‘Denise’ (not their real names). Denise was short and plump with dark hair. She seemed the more reserved of the two but Val was very outgoing and confident. She was fairly slim with pert breasts and had shoulder length dark brown hair. She was wearing a flowing yellow floral print knee length dress and wellies (standard Glastonbury wear). She was definitely a MILF.After chatting for about 40 minutes they said they were going to back to their tents to get. Lizzie sat on the side of the bed and held out one of the mugs in Kat’s direction. In silence, a hand emerged from under the covers and took it from her. They both sat quietly, sipping at their drinks. There seemed little need to speak but there was a sense of intimacy pervading the tiny space. Over them, the V-shaped ceiling, with its exposed roof timbers, seemed to enclose them. Eventually, Lizzie threw her head back and drained her cup.“I’m off to bed,” she declared with finality, “if you.