Pulling out, I dropped onto my side next to Bigtits as we both gasped in the hot, humid air trapped inside the tent. Breathing hard, I was finding it ...ard to believe my luck. After a long, long spell of no sex except what my own right hand was able to provide I'd had my first blow job and now, though I hadn't asked, I knew from how wet Bigtits pussy had been I'd just fucked my first sloppy seconds. Hell, for all I knew she'd come to my tent after getting fucked by all three guys in our group.. It was fanning the fires but not feeding them. Her struggles to get away while the stranger was not in the bedroom had failed to even get an inch of slack from her bindings. The handcuffs imprisoning her wrists seemed to bite down even more.She felt the stranger sit down on the bed beside her. The bound up blonde tensed, waiting for his touch; waiting for him to caress her or pinch her or slap her. However, it never came. The stranger just sat there silently; not moving.The only noise that. Snake grabbed her by the waist and kissed her, full on the lips, too. Polly threw her arms around him, and matched his kiss. “Hello! Polly!” The biker laughed. With his arm around me waist, and his thumb in my waistband, he was squeezing my bum cheek, as he introduced us to the other gang members, Egg, Popeye, JJ, Fat Bob, Woody and Bubble. He made Polly laugh, and me blush when he told them that I had stared at his cock, when he had took a piss. “She only saw it when it was a Grass snake –. Seth slouched in a chair away from the pair. The two adults looked uncomfortable facing the boys. The boys looked back at them with almost identical expressions of disbelief and distaste: Two nights in Saskatoon alone.Greg's father sprung this on him a few days ago. He had a difficult time dealing with Ms. Patterson for the rest of the week. His father suggested that he should come along and he and Seth could share a room. Greg had been horrified by the idea. He was slowly coming to terms with.