Once again I agreed. How could I do otherwise? We hailed a cab and she gave the cabbie directions. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Back to my hotel." ...as her response, "You don't mind, I hope?" I didn't mind and made that perfectly clear. I figured Joe could fend for himself at this point. Not that I really cared. My mind was racing in other directions. We arrived at the hotel minutes later. I paid the fare and we walked inside. Once we got up to the room Cheryl seemed more relaxed. She had a. Once in the bedroom she was a pure slut. Lesly said that she wanted to do things that her mother wouldn’t do for me. I asked her what her limit was and she assured me that anything I wanted to do to her she would go along with. She told me that it really got her hot when the man in the bushes had seen her and watched her getting fucked. I asked if she would flash another man for me. She just got a big grin on her face. I told her that I would like to watch her down by the little stream cleaning. They laughed at the tale of the skunk that had taken up residence in their campsite forcing the family to sleep in the car, and the time when Allison had gotten disoriented coming back from the bathroom in the dark and accidentally ended up in the wrong camp and even climbed into a stranger's tent, and the incident of the missing car keys (it turned out that a raccoon had stolen them, and then later changed his mind and brought them back). The kids wondered how many of these were true and how. I could smell his musk and watched as he stroked his massive cock in front of me. That wasn’t going to be enough for my friend, however, and he pushed down on my head again. “Please,” he whispered.I took a deep breath, exhaled and nodded my head. Ben quickly shoved his big mushroomhead into my waiting mouth. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock. He pushed down on my head to force the first inch or so into my mouth. I reached back to pull his hand off of head. Ben resisted, but I was.