"My God," I thought, "this is some beautiful cock." I slid along the shaft, licking and sucking my way north. I heard the woman sigh. As I reached the...large helmet, I ran my lips along the ridge... down the vein... back up around the ridge... before placing the whole thing in my mouth. It filled me and took some time before I could comfortable suck it. Soon, I got into a rhythm of stroking him...sometimes with two hands... and pumping the spongy meatus. Some precum dribbled along my taste buds;. There were hand and foot bars on the back of the camper that were like a ladder to the top that I had never used. The young guy climbed up and said, "I can put a lot of stuff up here if I don't want to pull a trailer."He asked about how warm it was in the winter, and I told him that I had been in it before when it snowed and was very comfortable. I did say if I was to have to stay in it very long, that I would probably get cabin fever or claustrophobia. He left and came back with his dad, who. With her free hand she swivelled one of the chairs into the open. ‘Sit!’ she commanded. Greg obediently, placed his naked bum on the wooden chair. Standing in front of him, she held her large breasts up to his mouth so that he could lick her thick nipples which were surrounded with dark areolis. . ‘Mmmm,’ she cooed huskily as Greg delicately flicked at her nipples before reaching up to pull her close enough to suck deeply on her nipples. The sensation made her eyeballs roll back into her head.. She held my gaze for several seconds before she smiled slightly, then returned to her food. I had been holding my breath as she acknowledged me, unable to take my eyes from her.What was it about her that was so fascinating? Yes, she was beautiful, but there was more to it than that. I was trying to comprehend just what made her exceptional and it was eluding me. More than anything, her lack of adornment was a huge factor. Her beauty was natural. If, as I had imagined, she had simply washed her.