He rolled the nipple between his fingers until she moaned lightly and closed her eyes. The sensations lancing into her chest were nice. This was the w...y a man was supposed to handle her tits. Not the way Bradford had done, but this way!"Ummm, that's so good. But please, I have to get away!"The man didn't answer. His hand moved to her waist. He traced the outline left by the chain which had held Debbie firmly to Sherry while Bradford butt-fucked her. The man's exploring hand drifted lower,. She was getting excited by this.“Does it make you jealous?” she prodded. “All these men staring at me?”“Nah, I'm not a jealous guy.” I answered, perhaps a bit too matter of fact. I think maybe she'd wanted me to say yes. “I mean,” I continued, “you're hot as hell, of course people are gonna look. But, the way I figure, you're with me, not them. They're the ones who should be jealous.”“Good answer.” She said with a smirk, leaning across the table to snatch a french fry from my plate. Her shirt. Without even realizing it she had curled up and was soon fast asleep in the warm glow of the sun.In another part of the forest, Trink sat at a table, hunched over his cup of wine, muttering to himself, he didn't see anyone standing at the table until a shadow blocked his light, he looked up "get out of my light boys, I can't see the pretties passing by with you standing there blocking me view." he told Keebler and WindWhispers. They both pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at the usually. After frigging her clit and getting her off, she had felt his hard cock searching for her and she pressed her ass back giving consent. As he started fucking her, he made soft little ‘Uh!’ sounds with each thrust and his hand moved under her t-shirt to squeeze her tit. She opened her eyes when she heard the unmistakable sound of fapping. Jeff’s best friend Ron was in the arm chair next to the couch and she realized he had been watching for the past twenty minutes. She had actually forgotten he.