Wow, that felt good. My left hand went underneath my shirt and starting massaging my D cup tits. A whispered, Oh God and a moan escaped my lips. I sta...ted bucking my hips in rhythm with the movement of my hands. My clothes were restricting my movements, I had to get them off. I stopped and my grandpa looked at me but didnt say anything, he just kept stroking his cock like there was no tomorrow. I was horny like I had never been horny before. Secretly I had always wanted to be with an old man,. I move down to his low hanging balls and he really likes that. Then I move down to his ass and he lets out a big moan and spreads his leg wide. We both take a big hit of poppers and I begin to eat his ass like it was cotton candy. I love to eat a nice ass when I'm on poppers. He kept feeding me poppers, and I rimmed him for what seems like hours. He still wasn't getting fully hard, so I realized my chances of getting fucked again were slim, but we were both having a great time anyway. I finally. And that is when she heard it. At first, it was barely more than a steady murmur, the rhythmic pattern of feet upon the sand. Slowly though, the sound gained strength and within a few moments, the skyline was dotted with shapeless forms. The forms would, of course gain the shape within the next hour or so that it would take for the riders to reach the camp. The woman, now knowing that the return of the riders was eminent, returned to the tent she had emerged from to busy herself once more with. Matt slowed, however, feeling that he might cum in a moment, too. He slipped both dicks out of her hot, slippery cunt, and let her feet touch the ground. He didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to hold it as long as possible. This girl was fucking beautiful, and he wanted to fuck her all night.Matt kissed her again, this time with no tongue, but simply a sensual, loving kiss. The girl was amazed. No other guy had ever made her cum. And she wanted to cum again. Her back, however, was telling her a.