’ Matthew poured himself a cup; it was thick amber liquid that came out, honey wine, his favourite. Matthew finished the cup in three big swallows, ...e poured himself another. The wine helped, he would lie in his tent for a while before dressing and finding his opponent, he would congratulate him properly. He turned to his bed, if the mound of sheepskins and furs could be called a bed, yet someone was sitting on it. Matthew could have said how long she had sat there, had she been there all this. I came in his mouth and then asked if he wanted a suck as he had a nice cock and was quite horny at this point. He said yes, but it was too open here. I knew of a row of bushes nearby so I took him there and then dropped to my knees. He had a really nice cock so I kissed and sucked it, taking it deep. I grabbed his arse as he pumped my mouth. I could feel him about to cum and let him give me a facial. We said our goodbyes and I decided to head back to the tree to see what was happening.As I was. ’ Crowe said in a flat monotone voice. ‘I’m not an addict! I’ve never done one drug in my life. Hell, I barely drink alcohol!’ She exclaimed in shock. ‘And if being a heroine addict wasn’t bad enough, if you could somehow prove that you were sober’ Crowe continued on, pushing another button, ‘they certainly aren’t going to hire an internet porn star that plays out such crazy sexual fetishes like this.’ He said nodding at the screen. Samantha’s eyes widened in horror as she saw herself stretched. Both sisters were sitting side by side on the couch, naked, feet on the edge, kissing, while their fingers slid in and out of each other’s horny pussy. Amy gently pushed her sister onto her back on the couch, breaking the kiss. She wanted to do to Bonnie what she liked Jeff doing to her. She kissed down her neck to her chest, and over the small slope of her breast to her nipple. She sucked the nipple into her mouth as she ran a hand down Bonnie’s smooth belly, through the fur of her bush. She.