She was grunting at each inward thrust up her ass. I could tell that, even with the lube, she was hurting through the haze of her arousal. I decided t... fill her ass and sped up and made my thrusts more powerful. She was limp on my cock now but I was holding her hips and was slamming into her small ass. I reached my climax and shot a huge load into her butt holding her close to me grunting, "Take it, little bitch! Take my load in your ass!" I'm not sure she heard me because she was totally. I closed my eyes, missing the feel of a brush in hand, a piece of canvas before me. Katriana’s smiling face appeared in my mind, my mother and father holding her. The urge to paint her had built and built over the last year.But fugitives did not have the time to spend in one place working on an oil painting. The best I could do was sketch her in charcoal.And my sketchpad lay in the tent.Zanyia moaned louder, Ava’s smaller gasps echoing.The vines that grew up my left leg and spilled over my hip. Everything was OK. The mini dress covered my stocking tops. Just! The red colour of the lacy bra and thong was just showing through the light cream dress. My only concern was that it was VERY obvious that I was wearing a suspender belt. But it made me feel hot and sexy. I didn't tell Steve this, I just let it give me a little warm feeling inside.We got to the bar, checked our jackets, and went back into one of the chill out zones. Steve wanted to sit up at the bar so we could she the action. I. Who’s for pizza?” Angela watched his long thick penis swing smoothly between his legs as he stood and spoke. Suddenly she was aware of her vagina again. She had had a huge amount of fun with the play fight in the water. She got poked and prodded in her tits, ass and vagina and everywhere else and loved it all. Her state of arousal had been forgotten until now. What she didn’t know was that there were four other pairs of female eyes watching that swinging penis too. They were all looking forward.