I jerked away, then scrambled out of the bag, “What the hell,” I screeched, “You’re naked!”She acted indignant, SHE did! “Of course I am. ... always sleep naked.”“In OUR sleeping bag! I thought you were cold!” I was still screeching. Didn’t even think about Brian and Cathy hearing the commotion emanating from our tent.Witch just looked up at me with those baby-doe eyes, like it was the most natural thing in the world, “It’s the only way I can sleep. You can sleep on top of the covers if you. I decided to reach for his cock, and even though his pants it seemed massive. Even though it intimidated me more in person, I was so turned on by how much I turned him on. Just my hand on his crotch made him get so excited, so when I got the chance I wanted to see how me taking his pants down and grabbing his cock compared. Immediately after he asked me to suck his cock. Still kneeling I looked up at him and slowly licked up from the base to his tip, I learned here how powerful and sexy eye. .....A couple of hours later I was woken by a car roaring into that neighbours drive and within an hour I could hear her riding his huge Maori cock he roared and you could hear her muffled scream. I start fantasizing of his huge cock filling her mouth till she gets him wet, it sounds like he is chewing on her pussy lips creating mini orgasms till I here her telling him to ride her pussy harder then a slap oh I think his cock slipped into her arse then you hear the riding and the moaning out. There was a woman sitting by the bar. Her long dark hair seemed to flow around her face and shoulders. One side fell elegantly across her breast. Her fingers played with her Gin Martini in a way that was pornographic and she sat precariously on the bar stool; one heel hooked into the rung and the other flat on the floor. She kept looking my way; furtive glances and smiles. I ignored most of them.A man in a bowler hat caught my attention as he strode towards the receptionist, but he was on a.