I didn't think Kirsty would be up to walking through the dark back to the tent. I wasn't even sure how she would react to the tent. The best course of...action was probably to stay here for the night and to build up this fire."I need to get some things from my camp," I told her. "I will be back in a few minutes."Her eyes watched me fearfully as I turned and walked back towards my camp. I stooped to pick up my binos on the way and when I reached the tent, I grabbed my pack and sleeping bag and. I was only in my underwear, under a thick blanket, sweating like a pig. As I tried to figure out where I was I stumbled out of the room. There were like four or five older ladies sitting around a heater in a courtyard. They found me and my situation funny as they pointed and laughed at me. One of the older ladies got up came over and took my by the arm and guided me quite firmly pushed me inside another room. 'Take clothes off she ordered.' 'What, I dumbly responded? (still drunk) 'Take. She had perky tits and a thick ass that just begged to be grabbed. We had been dating for a bit and despite my shyness, Kristen initiated the physical stuff. We were making out in her parent's basement, which we did often, when she just reached into my pants. I remember how it tickled as her hand slid over my lower stomach and below the waistband. These were the scene days so my pants were pretty tight, super slim fit, so she really had to put in some effort. I was semi-hard already, obviously,. “You’re so tight!” he said appreciatively.“Tighter than Hazel?” Edna asked as she began to grind her hips, swirling herclasping cunt around his upthrust rod.“Forget her!”“That’s the way, Harvey.” Edna fucked him heatedly, her cunt grasping and tuggingat his stalk with twisty, bobbing strokes. Her steady pumping rhythm increased hisexcitement until his ass was bouncing on the mattress and he was stabbing his prickupward into her.Suddenly she stopped and pulled off him, leaving his wet red penis.