.”Me: “kyun bahaar lund dhand rahi thi? Mama chodte nahi hai?”Mami: “are wo kya chodega mujhe uska dhang se khada bhi nahi hota uska nikal jaa...a hai pani fir me chut me ungli karke shaant hoti hun. Ab se tujhe meri chut ki bhukh ka dhyan rakhna hoga.”Me: “ji mami aapko shikayat ka mauka nai dunga. Par abi aap munh me lo mera kabse hila rahi ho.”Mami: “bahot jaldi hai tujhe munh me deneki haan… Chal le leti hun munh me tu aaj mera munh chod pehle bas.”Fir me unko munh ko chodne laga ekdum andar. We sat just staring at each other nursing our drinks. Then Jen asked if she could watch me masturbate for her. I said sure but I wanted to watch her too. I took off all my clothes while Jen got us towels. She just took of her sweatpants and began to rub herself. It wasn't as stimulating as I thought it would be while she was getting towels. I had to think about someone else just to keep me hard. Jen watched me with an intense stare as she rubbed herself harder and faster. She climaxed quickly. He smiled, relaxed his body, and accelerated. Soon, her hand was completely inside his shorts and his cock began to harden as she stroked him. They pulled up to the hotel and she continued stroking his cock. He placed his hand on her signaling to stop. She worried that she had done something wrong. But he gave her a reassuring smile and kissed her gently while zipping his shorts up. He guided her back to the room where he pulled down his shorts, revealing his semi-hard cock. He sat down on the. He reached quickly to his left and it was my turn to be scared as I suddenly remembered he had a rifle. But instead of the gun, he grabbed his shirt and wadded it up in his lap to hide his dick and balls."What the fuck! Get out of here, asshole!" He yelled at me, converting his fear to aggression.I responded in kind. "No way, motherfucker. You're in my god damned campsite and you're drinking my god damned wine!"That deflated him a bit and after a second or two he stuttered, "Dude, man, I'm.