I could feel myself getting hard at the thought of this hot girl sat next to me with no knickers on. With onr hand smoking a cig the other hand betwee... her legs. I couldn't quite see what she was doing as her legs were closed. I reached her home she said thanks for the ride can I repay you. I replied no its ok at which point she opened her legs and asked if I was sure. How could I refuse she invited me in . Once inside the door way she instantly grabbed my cock through my jeans and whispered in. A brief stop for lunch and some planning. And then more walking. Diana takes longer this evening to find us a camp. She claims that she doesn't know the territory as well. As we sit down to dinner I ask the girls if anything looked familiar. They all answer no.I notice that Alys is not looking well. So I sit by her to talk and take her measure.Alys, how are you feeling? I ask her, I am hoping that she will give an honest answer, so I refrain from touching her and using what Nimrod refers to as. Lauren looked to him and smiled mischievously, and Michael edged his two fingers into her soaked vagina, continuously and steadily manipulating it. Lauren closed her eyes and opened her mouth, breathing in irregular, short sharp breaths. Lauren hesitantly grabbed Michael's hand and pulled his fingers out of her. With both hands and looking down, she unzipped the fly on Michael's trousers leaving the top button fastened, and slid her hand into his trousers. Unbuttoning the front of his boxers,. )The welcome home was enthusiastic ... satisfying and thorough. Changing the sheets for a dry spot and opening the windows on both ends of 'the attic' dissipated the 'freshly fucked' atmosphere. Our happy lovers showered and headed out to replenish depleted energy sources ... PIZZA!Anyone watching the pair would never expect they were married ... married couples don't cuddle on one bench in a booth ... nor do they feed each other choice tidbits ... and they certainly never have to wash faces to.