The men were usually large rough looking men, in jeans or overalls and were always real friendly. They would stop by the house and inform us that they...would be out in our woods for several days. It was just on one of those occasions that this story takes place. There were four of them, planning to fish. Only two of them were locals, the other two were much younger and rather small, evidently from the city. They stopped by the house and asked permission to go to the creek to camp for several. My hips were rocking over Tess as she licked and sucked on my pussy, trying to get every drop she could reach. I let my ass slide against her nose and then further so that her tongue could taste me there too. Then back so her tongue could reach up, plunging deep into my pussy. John’s cock was just inches away inside Sasha’s mouth over Tess’ breasts. Sasha’s sloppy blow job made Tess’ boobs shine with her saliva. I reached for them, to feel the massive flesh in my hands. Tess moaned up into my. ”“What if it means giving up?”“Especially then.”She flashed a devilish grin against his own.He somehow enveloped her ever tighter.“I love you.”He couldn't stop himself from softly groaning into her mouth as he noticed her breathing beginning to pick up once again.“I love you too.”She mumbled in-between the soft smacking of lips.“..I'm about to hop in the shower... Wanna join me?”She put her lips to his ear..“I got something I wanna show you...”He (in)voluntarily squoze the remaining bejeezus. Don't dither my pet.'His heart was pounding so loud he was certain the other passengers in the lift to the third floor could hear it. Ping! The lift doors opened and he felt faint when he saw room 314 was literally the first door. His mouth was bone dry, his head a mixture adrenaline and sexual intoxication. How he'd longed to serve this beautiful dominant woman in the flesh.The room was dead silent, the curtain drawn shut so that the only light was the soft glow of the desk lamp. She was.