Then she made a face and said, “But Duke! That’s yucky! Munch on that arm? Duke Whitfield, get serious! Aside from being larded with fat — and y...u know damned well what the vet said to you about cholesterol — he’s filthy! Heaven only knows what germs you might pick up.”Then she got off the man’s chest and pretended to try to drag Duke off him. “How about a compromise? How about just clawing off his arm? That way...” She shook her head and said, “Oh, Duke! You’re impossible.”To Don she said,. I was laying on my back and he was now sitting with his feet up on the cushion and his knees up so his shorts allowed me a clear view of his, what looked to be a big cock. I was trying to get a better look and noticed he was looking at my feet a lot. So I started to wiggles my toes and arch my feet and toes. In no time Steve was hard and sticking out of the bottom of his shorts. Feeling naughty I turned on to my side slightly and stretched my leg out so my ball of my foot and toes were touching. She gasped and asked what the hurry was, I told her it was her fault for being so juicy and fucked her and came in a couple of minutes not my best performance but she said it was good for her too as she liked a bit of rough now and again, we clung to each other giggling as I told her I'd imagined it being another mans cum in her as I went down on her and it got me horny. After she wiped herself off we started packing up to go back to the campsite and showers when we noticed a youngish guy knelt. He was having a go at me. Maybe it was the alcohol and the atmosphere that had loosened us up, or maybe he wanted to reassert his position over me. I wanted him to do so as well. As I say though, I might just be reflecting my insecure feelings at the time onto him. He probably just wanted to fuck and fuck well! His spit soon replaced hers, and all taste of her was gone after thirty seconds. His weight was crushing me, though. Before the party I’d started going on top more, and that’s certainly.