“Hey guys! Have you seen Violet all day?” I asked. “No but I heard she was with Rich, which is probably why we haven’t seen him yet either,”...Christine said. Rebecca didn’t speak. I felt my stomach drop. Although Violet and I definitely weren’t a thing I didn’t think that Rich would make a move. Not to seem too anxious I stayed, ate lunch and made conversation. Then I excused myself with the intention of finding Rich. I made my way to his room and knocked on the door. I could hear video games. The mother had also a decent figure.During food the father had local made drinks and got tight and went to sleep. I went back to my tent. A little while later I heard some sound and when I looked I saw the mother just out of the tent. I was surprised as I was not ready for anyone around so was sleeping nude. She saw me that way and came into the tent and told me she will give me a massage. I lay down on my tummy and she brought some oil and massaged me from head to toe. She then turned me. The stench of their waste deposits and the dust that was forced up into the cloudless sky was enough to make most residents wear a bandanna over their faces like a tribe of crazed bank robbers during that entire period.Still, the foregone conclusion was that the filled pens meant a sizable infusion of income into the town coffers and almost everyone had a smile on their face with the possible exception of the always horny Henrietta Henderson on the lookout for Sam’s next visit. In all honesty,. He thought it must hurt at least a little bit but he couldn't stop himself, and she made no move to stop him. In fact she pushed back against him as he thrust in her. As she tightened around him and screamed with her second orgasm he had to fight himself not to let go. He didn't want it to end yet. He pulled out, with her pussy contacting around him as if milking him, to calm himself enough to continue. She pushed her hips back against him as he left her and rubbed against him. She was making.