My breast were being handled, nipples nibbled, by crack from clit to ass was being rummaged, fingers probing my inner depths with each rubbing pass in...both my pussy and ass…. So damp, wet, dripping… heaven.The hands suddenly stopped. I was aware of movement in the room, but held fast – what was next, I excitedly tried to figure out….I felt a hand on each wrist and was lead forward a few paces. I felt rope being tied to each wrist….. My arms were raised up high, wrists together now being tied to. It was delicious! I opened wide and slowly brought the hot, thick meat into my mouth. I managed to get the entire head in, and proceeded to use my tongue like a paintbrush. First, the exposed head, then working it up underneath the foreskin. I wiped around the head, tasting the musky flavor of it. I heard him moan and knew I was getting somewhere. Then he pulled my head off his dick."We gotta go inside a little more, I need to sit down before I fall down. You suck pretty good for a faggot white. ”“And where, exactly, am I supposed to do this?” she asked archly.He pointed to the copse of trees. “Go in there. I won’t watch.”She looked at the paste, in the jar, in her hand.“How much longer before we get to our first camping spot?” she asked.He looked at the sun. “Well, it’s about eleven now, and I figure we’ll be there around three this afternoon. That will give us plenty of time to set up camp and do any exploring you want to do before supper. Once supper is fixed and eaten, I imagine. Then he pulls out like he always does, fast and abrupt. He hurries up across the top of me, his stomach on my chest, see his rock hard cock throb as it moves toward my face. Roughly, I feel his hand go to the back of my head, guides my mouth up to him, guides me firmly onto him, my lips wide open. I take it in my mouth, hurry to do that before he spurts onto my face. As he mounts me I put my mouth around him, hold him in place and let him finish. He cums using my slippery lips. Feel him start.