I started to laugh and said to Crystal, "Look over at about ten o'clock in the mesquite forest. You'll see some real desert wildlife." I handed Crysta... the binoculars. She was expecting to see some desert animals. Instead, she was watching a blow job. Crystal was mesmerized by the couple having oral sex. Her breathing began to quicken. She adjusted the glasses to zero in on the couple's action. I thought to myself that couple has a great idea, sex in the Sonoran Desert. While Crystal was. Daniella's thoughts were muddled for a while. All she could feel was Eric's sweaty embrace and the slow messy retraction of his cock from her tight-clenched bumhole. and she clung to the unexpected revelation of her amazingness. Gradually he slid off her and rolled back on the duvet, panting at the ceiling.'You okay?' he inquired, eyes flicking to her briefly.'Fine,' she replied through her weary haze, thick milky fluid sliming out of her. 'Any time you want to untie me. Or are we still. “It was extra wet, wasn’t it?” Steez asked.“Hell yeah.” Juice responded.“Haha, I bet.” Steez laughed, gave dap to Dron. Then everyone else laughed quietly as well.“Hope you didn’t eat the box, nigga.” Dron loudly joked. Everyone laughed harder at that.Juice stood there confused. This wasn’t the response he was expecting, “What you mean?” “Cause you probably would’ve tasted my dick!” Dron revealed.“What?!” Juice shouted.“No nigga, I was last, that was my dick he tasted.” Steez responded.“What. I carefully hopped from my bed to hers, keeping my legs bent in the sitting position so as not to stand up and expose the extent of my erection. I quickly got under her duvet with her. She was pressed against the wall on the far side of her bed, occupying as tiny a sliver of space as its possible to occupy, and we weren’t touching. All I could see was her face, poking out of the top of the duvet, smiling mischievously at me. There was a few seconds of silence, our eyes scanning each other,.