She mashed his face across her sex in wide swaths, making sure that cum and pussy juice were slathered all over. For once, Zack wished he was wearing ...he rubber gimp mask.Even once he vacuumed up most of the heinous, creamy baby batter, Sasha continued abusing his lips and tongue. She demanded more oral attention as she writhed on the bed, holding his face to her pussy with a death grip.“Deeper! TONGUE ME BITCH! Tongue fuck my pussy you filthy gimp slut!”Zack thrust his tongue into her wet. I touched either side of her navel from behind and pressed softly.She gave a small breathe and wet her dry lips with her tongue. I placed both my palms on her back just above the blouse hooks. I pressed her gently and dragged my palm to unhook the blouse. I placed both my index finger horizontally right below her breasts grabbing the free blouse by other fingers. I slid the blouse upwards making sure my index finger slide upward horizontally over her bra touching her nipples. She stood there in. It's less of a farm than it is a big patch of grassy land with trees here and there surrounded by a forest and creek. We make it as far back as we can and Danielle drops the tent in the spot she wants. "Here, I like this spot!" Looks good to me!" I agree with her. "I can't believe there's already a bunch of people here and no one picked this spot. I even saw one guy playing a recorder." I unzip the tent bag and pull out all the parts. Danielle and I spend the next half an hour putting up the. Too late though. He groaned his climax, filling her with his cum and then, as he relaxed his body, allowing his weight to fall onto her. She sighed and slipped her fingers away from her still-hungry pussy and joined her wet fingers with the dry ones on his back, cooing at how good he had been and what a stud he was. Smiling and satisfied, he rolled onto his back, slipped an arm under her and pulled her close, telling her how good it had been for him too, how she was the best sex he had ever had.