.Then for the first time in my life i touched a girl’s butt and realised how soft it is…and my face was now pressed hard in her cleavage…i start...d pressing her butt and rubbing my other palm on her entire back and she started to moan…my pant stared to hurt me by that time and me 7 inches was begging for relief..i took her in my arms and lie her on the bed with my hands beneath and opened her bra hook…she became shy and smiled at the feeling…i then pulled up the top off her head and made her. Porter was walking a few paces ahead of the lead hamox when he heard a distinctly different sound just off to his right, a mewing. He stopped short and held out his un-worked pole towards the sound. The mew sounded as if it came from the bushes.“What’s ya got there,” the old man leaned over while his saddle creaked.“Don’t know for sure,” Porter replied not taking his eyes off of the bush, “but it sounds like a cat.”“Shit,” cussed the old man and trotted his hamox back to the pack animal for his. My hand twirled furiously around my clit in a circular motion as moisture flowed down between my ass cheeks. I rolled more onto my back and then turned my head towards my son. I opened my eyes seductively as I arched my breasts up, hoping he would be awake. No luck, his eyes were closed, snoring away. I began to moan louder, my eyes fixated on my son's face, looking for any sign of movement. I dared myself to moan louder still, wanting desperately for him to wake up and fuck my brains out.. He could smell alcohol on herbreath and her syllables slurred a little. He breathed out a relievedsigh. He had thought that some beefy security guy had tackled him.Instead it was just some drunk bimbo. He hadn't been discovered. "It'sokay", he replied as he helped her untangle her dress. She got upunsteadily and turned to help him. And that was when she screamed. Thecameraman followed her gaze down to the floor. His camera had brokenopen. The cleverly disguised gun was now visible. He turned to.