“Trent, now,” she said, “please, now!” He rolled onto feet and hands well above her. As she spread her legs, he knelt between them and lowered...his torso over hers. She reached between them and placed the head of his penis in her vestibule.Slowly, exquisitely slowly, he entered her. Trent’s penis was an impressive length, but it didn’t have the feet of length that this glacial penetration felt like. Finally, she raised her hips and finished impaling herself.With his upper body far above hers on. B. and Tim could hear the reply from the same model CB he had on in the basket.“No problems to report – just a guy arguing with his wife about the laundry. We know about that, don’t we, Kenny?”“I sure do but, then again, I would not have it any other way with my girl,” was the answer. The two “awwws” that answered back solved the first problem for Tim, How many lookouts are there? He kept the CB radio on so he could monitor their conversations, of which there were many. He didn’t need it on. Now it was pretty quiet in the room. Except for a strange slurping sound. Still looking up at Jill, I now had a confused look on my face. She knew exactly what the sound was and smiled at me again. Then she pulled her cock away and turned to were her "mom" was setting. After all the amazing things I had seen tonight, I was amazed again. There was Lana, hunched over in the chair, sucking her own dick!!!I just sat there in awe. Jill sat down on the bed next to me and said, "You've never seen that. We each carried our own sleeping bag, air mattress, water, trail snacks and three layers of clothing & rain gear. I carried the tent, food, water purifier, stove, first aid & fuel. Over the years I have collected the lightest weight gear that still provides protection from the elements and a modicum of comfort for long treks in the backwoods.Finally after about 30 minutes of double checking our supplies we locked the car and stepped into the wilderness.Ash looked like an advertisement for an.