It’s not long before my free hand starts wandering, sliding over my soft skin and down between my legs to my satin clad little willy. I play with my...elf, rubbing my restrained willy, moaning softly as it aches to grow, but has no room to. I work myself into frenzy, completely oblivious to the fact that anybody could be watching through the open tent flap. finishing the joint, I zip the tent shut and roll over before quickly falling into a deep sleep.I wake the next morning and completely. It quickly, yet tenderly, runs through my ass crack. I can feel his finger slipping into my asshole, only for a split of a second. It reminds me of how empty I feel. I feel something should be plugged down there. And I can't think of anything better than Bottom Bull’s hard wet black cock. It's so long and thick I wonder how deep I can let him go.Bottom Bull holds his hard black cock against my hungry pink hole. He starts pushing it slowly. I'm so excited and horny that I start trembling and. They hadn’t spoken of what had happened in their sordid sexnest above the beach. They dried each other in silence, between languorous kisses. She glanced at the clock when they padded back to the bedroom: -Darling, it’s five o’clock. D’you want to cancel our dinner with Karen? -No sweetness, we both owe her a lot, and she’s lovely company. But… I’m not sure we should have anything more than dinner with her. I’m sure she’s up for a threesome, and part of me would like that, but today… it just. I didn't even lean over and touch her as perhaps she wanted me to, but I so wanted to, and I felt my cock twitching in my shorts. The truth was, that the view in front of me was just too nice to ignore, and I was enjoying the show very much. When she had finished the walking around looking and picking up every little thing in the room, which had involved more bending over in my direction than seemed at all not very necessary, she stood up and faced me and said, "I thought you had to go to.