Sorry guys the is show over.I put about cleaning up our camp site while Lesly was in getting dressed. I was wandering what was in store for the day. I...knew what we were doing was wrong, but I could not help myself. I convinced myself that it was Lesly not me that had wanted to come on the trip and it was her that had made the first move in the direction that things were heading.My mind was going a hundred miles an hour. What was she going to come up with today? She came out of the van in the. I felt as if our bodies were in a boat rolling on soft waves that had a strong fullness behind them. Robert’s cock also had fullness inside of it. I couldn’t help but to be enamored with the way he guided my hand to touch and stroke it. Once I had the soft, slow rhythm down on my own, he reached between my legs. His exploratory gestures were delicate and appreciative like the way someone would stare at a piece of art to study and admire it. There was no rush to turn up the volume and play each. Craven ... No disrespect intended Mr. Craven ... As soon as possible, Mr. Craven."The man looked around him angrily, "All right, as soon as this little shit blows his nut get him the hell out of here! Then have make-up fix Ms. Servingspoon and get her to the set. I'm gonna go have a talk with security."Through all this the blonde bombshell was treating his throbbing night-stick to the most proficient chewing it had ever had. She was simply amazing and it took almost no time whatsoever before he. When in bed...”“What do you want to know exactly, Corinne?”“If it’s the same as straight couples do. Well, I know there are some differences, but I am curious to know from you the real deal”“It’s not different from what you and Brad do. Except for us not having the male genital, it goes almost as if done with a man. Sometimes, it’s even better”“Even better? How so?”Wilma turned me with a look in her eyes...that you wouldn’t believe“Well, if you want to know, why we just don’t do it?”That.