Tom looked closely around and under the bushes.There it was, there was a footprint in the soft sand, and he saw more where the person had walked close... to the bedroll. Tom saw a hand print in the sand just in front of two footprints that were deeper than the others. This must have been where they crouched down to look the camp over. He noticed something else, a small hollowed out place in the sand. Tom squatted and looked at this strange shallow hole.He walked around to stand beside the foot. By then, I’m usually moaning and grinding and ready for more. But the night is still very young.Carefully, he will help me stand and he’ll take the shower head to rinse the soap from my body. I have to reach for the railing to keep from falling as he never fails to aim the jet directly at my swollen clit, practically bringing me to the very verge of orgasm. Waiting for me is a warm, fluffy towel and he makes sure to pat away every drop of moisture from my body, well, almost every drop. The. Rode my cock with her mouth and throat. I got so excited, dammit, I bucked her off! She lifted her head off my cock, looked up at me with a devilish grin, than sat up straight. Her hands kept my cock company."You like my amazing video?" she smiled. I nodded. Her thumb was pressing against my peehole, making little circles around it, all the while her fingers held my slick shaft. Involuntarily, my hips started pumping into her handjob. "Relax!" she breathed. "Enjoy!"I couldn't help. . PLEASE put it inside of me!"I rubbed my cock against her wet lips some more, pushed in just a bit and add:"And mother of the year goes to....." a said in my best game-show host's voice, and then in one thrust, sank in all the way, spreading her walls and literally pushing the breath out of her lungs."Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned out, like the whore that she had now become. I withdrew and then pushed in to the hilt, causing her the arch her back in an attempt to keep me from being so.