Off to one side of the tents was a large fire pit surrounded by benches and chairs and a large welcome sign. As they continued exploring, they went in...o the large dungeon tent that was located on one side of a large open field; several smaller tents were in the middle which showed on the map as tents that were used for classes and lectures, as well as the separate tent for blood and fluid play. In the back of the field were a number of individual campsites, then a large open space on the side. Her hips grinding on my hard on, smothering my member with her love lust. I sucked her nipples til they were rock hard, licking them and caressing them like a crazy man. She knew I loved her tits and was getting off making me suck them. Now it was her turn to mount me. She raised up on her haunches, I could see her fuckin tits sway from below. I smelled her sweet love box. “Eat me again” she commanded “Gladly I Replied.” She sat up on my face and smothered me to my delight. I darted my tongue. One of the bastards started crying, so I kicked him in the balls as hard as I could for good measure!I rode the rest of the way to the next camp site and checked it for adequate water, which there was. I made sure that there was no danger lurking around and hurried back to the wagon train. I had been gone a long time, and I didn't want them to start worrying about me and maybe doing something foolish. That evening, I called John aside and told him what I had done that day. He had been a. On the doorstep stood old Harry from next door, a towel to his left hand and blood dripping from a bad cut, the luckily cold salad meal was abandoned for a moment and the neighbours cut treated, it being more gory than deep, but on his more active hand it had proved near impossible to stem the flow by himself. The old chap, a very active pensioner, was trusted by the couple, though they hardly saw him. A tall and gangling, man in his 70`s, who habitually wore just PJ`s round the flat, he had.