Besides, we should have plenty of targets without even leaving the campsite. Just look at all the tiny burs on the tree there,” he said, pointing, �...�and there are hundreds on the ground that we could put on a low-hanging limb for timed row targets.“Here,” he said as he handed her one of the forks he had cut out of the junction of two limbs, “you can shape your stock to fit your hand as well as I can. These will never be as fancy as our bought ones, but with a little practice, they should work. "I mean, if it gets her through it..." Selena wanted to defend herself but obviously having a dick down her throat made the act of speaking impossible. "Great." She thought to herself. "Now, everyone's going to think I'm getting off from having my face fucked." Pierce was enrapt with his own pleasure, and Selena found she enjoyed it more than she cared to admit. Her pussy was much wetter than expected, turning her panties into little more than a soaking rag. She felt guilty for being so turned. She rolled my balls in her mouth, and then ran her tongue under them. As she licked further down towards my asshole I felt her finger lightly brushing it. She started to circle the hole and then gently press her fingertip onto it. The sensations were incredible, and I could hear myself moaning. I lifted my head and I had a great view of everything she was doing. Her tongue began to work on my hole and it felt so warm and wet. I knew now that she was lubing me up, along with all my saliva that. As usual, as I stepped into the hallway I heard them giggling about something, and as always feared it was me. Shrugging, I walked back quickly to work and clocked in with two minutes to spare.As I walked over to check out the schedule for incoming shipments, I heard Jim and Bill behind the shelves in the next aisle. Both in their forties, they pretended to be in their twenties and condemned the female world for refusing to take them at their word. “Total lesbians,” Jim said. “Probably.