I wasn’t really interested in shooting no Bambi, but Mom insisted I go anyway. We left home, in a caravan of trucks, and drove down south into the O...arks of Missouri. We found a large public forest that allowed hunting and sat up camp. The men paired off in twos to share tents and Glen and I shared a tent. It was late by the time camp was sat up, and we ate sandwiches that had been picked up in town that night, but we had a large campfire, to warm ourselves. As the evening grew into nighttime. She had her pussy muscles clenched around me, and when she released her grip she really did start to rise up off of me. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back down, then released her to let her slide back up. Even though she was on top, I was in complete control. It was like masturbating using a live and responsive woman instead of my hands. Her response started slowly, which wasn't surprising given the absence of any foreplay. But once she got going she was explosive. She was grunting. With Kimmy, though, we had all the time in the world.Her hands felt so nice on me as she ran them all over my back. She had the most delicate touch, almost like a feather. I could feel myself relaxing more and more, second by second, and I couldn't help sighing. I could get used to this.I decided that this much was all right. If Kimmy wanted to take a bath with me again, I would accept willingly. There was really nothing wrong with it; we were family, after all.She moved her hands to my. They were in need of a hard squeeze and he gave it. Her body lunged forward onto his as her thighs wraped tighter around him and she trusts her plevis onto his. His cock was hard and he dug it deep againts her though her clothes. ‘Hmmmm… I miss you whenever you’re not home, love.’ She presses her body tightly against his… ‘It gets so quiet and lonely’ her hips grind against his. ‘Audrey Audrey Audrey my naughty girl. Ohhh baby…’ Nat hissed in air as Audrey tounged her way down from his ear..