) So the wish that I carried with me on the backpacking trip that I see Jean naked had been filled each morning... when my dick was a negative impress...on. The rest of the time, she'd managed to change clothes out of my presence. While we'd talked into the night, she wouldn't let me even cuddle her. Rats! I was frustrated. Still, I was having a wonderful time. What a collage of feelings.Too, I thought I'd get a chance to spy on her peeing. Remember me? I'm the horny little kid who presses his. Licking and lapping at my hole trying to clean up my liquids. Then he moved up licking and sucking on my clit while I rubbed my nipples he had stopped taking pictures. I felt the trimmers starting in my ass and clamped my legs around his head. Oh God - I came so much his tongue was in overdrive trying to keep my liquid from running anywhere. He helped me get dressed I couldn’t believe how gentle he was as he zipped zippers and buttoned buttons dressing me more like times I had been undressed. Her breasts were ivory white and the pinkness of her large nipples begged for his attention. He leaned in for a taste. The essence of her in his mouth was enough to spring his manhood into action. He suckled softly, gently using his teeth to bring her nipples to attention. She turned in her sleep, moaning her pleasure. He knew she wasn’t yet fully awake, but she did feel something. Of that, he was certain. Perhaps, she imagined herself to be in an erotic, titillating dream. Soon, he thought,. Erica pulled up her dress to cover her tits, and walked over to Ken. Leaning down over the heavy breathing man, she kissed him on the lips, letting him sample his own nutting, and pulled out the thousand dollars she had stowed in her garter. Handing Ken a hundred dollar bill Erica whispered in his ear, “That was great service baby. Maybe we’ll fuck again if I ever need my pussy tuned up,” and running her pretty fingers through his hair one last time, she turned around pulling her skirt down to.