It was now getting a bit on the dark side and I could see that a lantern was lit inside the tent and with him saying what he had, now made me feel a l...ttle nervous too. ‘Me as well, but let’s go in and see what they are doing and follow suit,’ I said as I stood up and gave him my hand which he took as he got up and we went into the tent together. ‘It seems they’ve already started,’ he said still with that tremor in his voice for we could see that both Kit and Thomas were naked on one of the. He growled and kissed my neck as he lined himself up, lubing himself with my love juices. I felt him press the head of his cock to my entrance. I hadn’t had sex in a long time, so I was very tight, but he persisted. He groaned as he buried himself into me.I panted, trying to relax to accommodate his size. “That feels so fucking good!”He chuckled softly, “I haven’t even started yet!” He began to thrust into me hard and fast, reaching around to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples. All. So why did all the guys talk about it as if it were real? And, how otherwise to explain all those weird happenings? All those classy women with repulsive slugs for boyfriends?Down on his luck, Dave was. Since Marianne had dumped him a year or so back, he'd had a long and lonely dry spell. It wasn't that he was that bad looking or anything, just so damn shy. It was just plain hard chatting up a woman you'd just met, and getting to know her better was such a hassle. Man, if he only had that damn. I pictured myself silently opening the door to the shower, and slipping in behind her, both of us totally nude. Quickly, I grasped her body, and lay my stiff cock tightly in the crack of her ass. At first, she would protest that I was interrupting her shower, but seconds later I would have her hands against the wall as I entered her vagina from behind, and began to fuck her standing up, letting the hot water poured off our nude bodies, while her perky breasts swung in rhythm with the.