She looked to be about five two with a good figure, nice legs and adequate tits and a nice smile and a confident air about her, not a mousy little hou...ewife type. I guessed she was early forties, perhaps fifteen years younger than Don. She laughed a couple of times when something funny was said, a nice laugh, easy and friendly. Most of the time she looked at me and listened, like she was trying to figure me out."Your wife back at the campsite?," Don asked, obviously taking a hint from my. Sometimes he almost pulls out and cums on my tongue. I get to really taste it when he does that, and I get to play with it too. He makes me show it to him, as I swirl it around my tongue, playfully teasing him with his own load before I close my mouth and swallow him whole - always meeting his gaze with my piercing green eyes.Other times, he forces his cock as deep down my throat as he can and cums almost directly into my stomach. I can feel the thick, pulsing vein of his cock against my tongue. He firmly but lovingly pushed her back down on the bed. His mouth found her other nipple, and he kissed it in much the same way. He left her breasts and began to kiss her stomach with soft touches of his lips, his lip ring cold on her belly. Kizzi was moaning softly and squirming on the bed. He put his hands on her hips and kissed her right below her navel, then began to go lower, moving the waistband of her pajamas down as well. His lips reached her labia right as her pants reached her feet,. She was looking extremely hot and sexy, like a model with huge, busty assets. Her face was clean and fair, framed by long, silky hair. She had perfect boobs, a fair and smooth navel, and a huge, sexy ass.I sent her my picture and she loved me too.For the next seven or eight days we chatted on Kik and had sexual conversations with pictures.She would instantly turn me on with her sexy figure and her sexy saree pictures. I asked her to wear her saree at an extremely low waist. She readily agreed.