’ He explained as he set her down on her feet. Megan crawled in, sliding into her sleeping bag that lay on the tent floor. Max followed her, stoppin... only to throw water on the fire, and to zip the door closed behind him. He looked down at her. ‘Where am I supposed to sleep?’ Somehow, they had forgotten to grab two sleeping bags. ‘On the ground?’ She offered. ‘Move over, Princess.’ He grinned as he reached for the bag’s zipper. She laughed at him and tried in vain to keep him out. ‘It’s mine!. I then kissed her ears, neck and chest leaving a wet trail of kisses over her body. My lips sought out her breasts. My tongue and teeth were licking, sucking and nipping on them. I was using my hands to rub her pussy and clitoris. She was pulling at my erect penis in frenzy. She reached a feverish pitch as I mounted her. I smoothly eased my penis into the moist welcoming depths of her pussy. She clung to me like a snake entwining her legs around my waist and using her fingers and nails to leave. ..I ...mmmmm...I'm sorry....Ohhh!" Don't apologize Betty. God you two look so fucking hot! You've got me so horny! I think I should join you."Wilma then stepped up onto the sofa straddling Betty, instinctively knowing that Betty was now far too horny to refuse her, splaying her thighs wide apart, Wilma lowered her now wet, red-haired pussy to her sex-starved friend's face. Betty laid her head back looking up between Wilma's legs, confronting the curly-haired buttery fuck slit of another woman.. My motions mirroring her body, and I reached inside the robe lay my hands on her bare hips this time just to feel her move. I didn't dance as well as she but swayed with her there, moved with her, her arms held back behind her, then rising up over her head, drawing her hips in these lazy circles. I just felt her bare soft skin, sliding my thumb along her hip bone.I tipped my hands around onto her tummy and she looked at me. I was like, 'what would she let me do?' just thenShe kept moving,.