After about fifteen minutes I couldn't resist any more, so I put my shoes on, unzipped the tent, got out, and made my way towards Brett's tent about t...enty feet away. I got there, unzipped his tent, and crawled in as carefully as possible, not wanting to wake him.There Brett was, lying on his back, a blanket covering up to his chest. I pulled the blanket away slowly. Luckily for me all he was wearing was a pair of boxers. I pulled them down slightly, just enough to reveal his limp cock. I. He pistons into her ass. Her mouth opens, we hear her, quietly at first, "Fuck... me... fuck me." then louder. "Fuck ME Fuck My ASSHOLE GODDAMMIT!" Sweat drips onto her from him. He pushes her fully onto the bed. She screams into a pillow, holding it tight. He jerks hard, and so does she. He trembles and throbs, obviously cumming inside her butt. Her hair, wet with sweat, streaks across her face. Close up of a white wall. His hand moves into the shot. He snaps his finger, and points downward.. Their presence was spotted quickly and the Danes were not slow in rushing out to meet them, confident given their numbers.Scott now halted his men, seeing advantage in letting the Vikings run uphill towards them in the snow. He looked to his left and right and could see the Fifers were nervous under the charge of the larger force of Danes. Their nervousness was confirmed when many of them began firing their bolts before the Norse were even within range. Scott had to scream at them to stop that.. She was standing just inside the doorway, dressed in a short cotton bathrobe. Her eyes were on him, her full lips spread in a sensuous smile."I do like it," he nodded."I was hoping we could resume what we started earlier." Casey crossed the floor until she was standing in front of her father. "I didn't know if you would want me or Heather." After what happened today?" He chuckled softly. "Heather is the furthest thing from my mind."Casey shrugged and grinned. "It wouldn't matter. She isn't into.