" the wife replied. She mightbe my favor new snack Sharonthought to herself. " Be still. " he intructed. He kissed the back of Jill's neck then wo...kedhis way down he spine to where he started again. Jill soon felt a finger slide into her pussy touching her G-spot. Soon the finger was joined by a second and a third. Between the fingers and Sharon's mouth on her clit Jill was about to climax. Thankfully the fingers stopped before Jill came. Sharon pulled herfingers from Jill and passed the. Camping for us meant driving far enough away from civilization that we had at least one hundred yards in every direction with no one else around. It meant sleeping bags, with a tent for Mom and Dad, but the two kids out under the stars. It meant collecting downed wood for an evening campfire, and hot cocoa in the morning to help us warm up. It meant hikes, relaxing by a stream, and listening to all the quiet sounds you never hear in the city; sounds of water, and wind, and animals and. Just as Clare started squirting cum out all over, "Oh fuck me, I'm cumming again, shit."I kept on pumping her pussy as fast as I could, even thou it was hard to do, with the way Clare's pussy muscles squeeze down on my dick every time she cums, and she kept on cumming for a little bit, till I had to stop pumping in and out so fast and slowed down to a slow speed, while she rode out her orgasm. Clare finally collapsed down on the bed flat on her belly and chest, and I followed her down keeping. And now they were being totally anti-social with Roger and Randall. They were up to something and she knew it. How it fit in with nakedness, she wasn’t sure but it was sort of making her mind turn cartwheels. Karen was channel surfing with the remote. The movie they’d been watching had been over for about ten minutes and in that time, Roger had gone off to shower. She knew why…he was shaving and spiffing…and getting ready to pound her fat ass into the mattress later. But today, of all.