She stayed as close to the warmth as she could trying to ignore the chill accosting her back. Lost in her rituals under the light of the Full Moon com...ng through the thin canopy of the winter treetops, she neglected to hear the approaching footsteps. The final shift of the brush as a man came into her clearing startled her. She turned on her visitor. Forgetting she was standing there fully exposed, she stared into the eyes of Mitch, a friend from her apartment building two floors up and one. She was so wet I could squeeze my fingers together and feel my hand fill with her juices. After a few minutes I heard her moaning again and I kept up my sliding motion except at the bottom I let my finger slide in and out of her pussy and reached up inside her to massage her ‘g’ spot. “Fuck me with your fat fingers, old man!” “Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me!” she kept saying over and over. She leaned way back into me and put her legs in the air and spread them wide. All of her weight was now on. Logan felt a slight tug in his shorts and squirmed uncomfortably. Logan had a crush on Sophie; he had ever since he started liking girls. Just the thought of Sophie splashing in a creek was enough to turn him on. ‘Sophie! We need to set up camp firs—,” Jeremy’s sentence was cut short by another splash. Maggie was now in the creek. ‘Come and join us, boys!’ she called. Logan needed no further persuasion. He took off his shirt and shoes and ran over the embankment of the creek and curled. He decided he wanted to see the real thing again, so he grabbed his binoculars and looked out of his window. She was still on her tummy, and her ass was glistening in the sunlight. Damn, this wasn’t going to be good enough. It took about half a second for his plan to form. With her knocked out from the benadryl he would just go and spank over her ass and if she woke up just tell her he was there to wake her. With that he was climbing down again from his tree house. Somewhere in the back.