This is not good. I was lying towards the wall and when Taylor came into my bed, she quickly wrapped her arms around me, and said, “Bryan, comfort m..., I’m scared.” I had to think for a second, because if she feels my cock she might tell mom and then I get into trouble. But the other side saying Bryan be a good brother, comfort your sister. So I did exactly that, cradled my little sister in my arms. Her breath got deeper and whispered, “Bryan thank you so much for comforting me.” There was a. ..Ahh” she expelled in happiness: and it was a climax for the ages.The guys coming into the tent with a few drinks under their belt had understood the sexual groaning they heard clearly emanating from the tent...and they certainly had processed it was Miss McMasters; but Damien, Duncan or Trevor couldn’t picture her.They had no need to picture the young woman...they got to see it all. Candid, frank and instantly cock arousing. Immediately the situation was a sexual revelation combined with a. She didn't want to ruin the mood by asking what he was up to knowing he would fill her in as she needed to know.Kay felt the bed shift as her husband sat down next to her on the bed. She was slightly fearful of what he may have in store for her but that was one of the things that excited her the most seeing her husband like this, so in charge and dominating from time to time.Her thoughts were suddenly invaded as she felt her ass cheeks being spread apart. Something cold and slippery made her. "You like it when I shove in my mouth. Mmm, it's so salty. OH, you like it when people watch it. No, don't get embarrassed, let them watch. Let them watch as I press my lips against you. As my tongue caresses the butter out of you." I snickered."You filthy Kernel, they can literally smell the butter leaking out of you. You should be ashamed of yourself. I bet you want everyone to put their hands on you as they consume you, while you leave your filthy stench on their hands. Would you like to see.