“Raven” I whispered. “You might want to move to the left” I said motioning with my head. She did so but didn’t stock jerking off my manhood....Then after a moment of her hand job my cum shot across the tent and I started panting from the pleasure. Sweat coated my bare body. I looked at Raven and she looked like she was in shock. “Yeah, girls can get their cum to go that far sometimes” I said. Then I smiled and went on, my lust not met as usual. “You know a lot of girls say cum tastes pretty. It was a man's cock, one that could only belong to a man that knew how to use it. There was no question in her mind that she was in for an experience that she would not soon forget. He was already hard, and he was in need of release. It was well define, long and strong. He looked to be about nine inches. 'He is so much bigger then daddy' She thought to herself. She question her next move. She knew what she wanted and she knew just what to do to get it. But could she really do it. Over. She slowly kissed that which she had been waiting on for so long. She kissed the side of his cock, and the top of it. She kissed a vapor trail of empathy up to the base, then back down to the tip. All in agonizingly slow motion. She looked up and saw Damien’s lust-filled eyes gazing back down at her. Eyes locked with his, she slowly opened her petite mouth and… slowly took the head of his penis inside of her. As her lips closed around him, Damien’s eyes squinted shut and another audible moan. I barge into his tent wanting to get this over with. He glances up at me, asking, "What?" He is sucking in his lips to keep from smiling."Did you put that stick with a sock on it outside my tent?" I did." Why?" To keep anyone else from walking in on your warrior fucking you. Didn't you do that in college? Hang a sock on the doorknob to let your roommate know he shouldn't enter because you were fucking." No, I didn't."He continues looking through his pictures as it nothing out of the ordinary.