She had forgotten the fuel for her stove and wondered if I had some to spare. Unfortunately, our stoves were of different design and the fuels were no... the same. She introduced herself as Melinda from Nashville and asked if she could use my stove to heat water for her meal. I would have started a fire from green wood if it meant spending time with her. She got her food and came to my camp. She told me that camping was also her way to relax and get away from the rigors of everyday life and work.. Don't forget that I'm used to negotiating forproperties. What do you think gave me the money I can use for this? ButI think we'll get it for a song. It's been on the market for a year nowand I don't think anyone has been interested in it. Yes, it will benice and private and yet convenient. We're not to far from the mainroad and there's even the railway station just down in the dale. Itwould be easy for our coven sisters to get here. Just think, we couldhave the coven meetings here and be well. I peed and went looking for my wife. She was sleeping between my two buds on the floor and her twat sure looked well used. I got on top and fucked her awake. My buds took another piece and left. I was so proud seeing how hard they got and how happy they were to be fucking her. She was making all kinds of hot noises too. She squeezed my pecker and made me kiss her when each of them squirted inside her. I could hardly wait to push into her super wet puss. It was wonderful.We talked later. She. I wrapped one around my naked body and stepped out, thinking he would be walking away. But he was there, looking at me.He whispered if I wanted to hire him as my personal trainer…His black hand reached out and brushed my shoulder. He then moved behind me and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He whispered into my ear he also could give me a good massage.As his hands began rubbing my neck and shoulders, I stood there feeling my knees getting weaker by the second. But he suddenly pulled out.