It wasn't long before my hands started working down her body and after running through the light hair they slid between her lips and found her to very...wet. My fingers slid into her and after a few thrusts they were covered in her cream. I wiped her cream onto my cock and presenting it to her eager mouth. She smiled and eagerly licked it all off commenting on how good she tasted on a mans cock.With that we bent her over the table and took it it turns to slid our cocks into her welcoming pussy,. “She's so passionate. I remember my first time with you, Becky. Ooh, Chris, you remember? During the orgy?”“Yes!” he groaned. Then she squealed as I heard the wet sounds of suckling again.The makeup girl didn't care that my friends were watching her ride my dick. She just wanted my cum pumping into her. I could feel it in the intensity that she rode my dick. Her hands gripped my shoulders, squeezing me through my silk blouse, my blonde hair brushing her hands.She leaned back, shifting how her. I watched him light up a cigarette and sit up, resting his arms up on his knees as if I had caught his attention and he were trying to figure ME out. I didn’t think too much of it and returned to enjoying my stress free moment, looking about the little town, watching cars pass in front of me and breathing in the fresh, warm, southern air. I watched the man across the street put the cigarette up to his mouth and look down the street as his other hand fell in front of his crotch and then to my. I suggest you just think more about going down the stream and actually stay here."At the mention of snakes, all of us moved away from the stream."Well, then where the hell is the van?" Travis asked."I don't know," Hank responded, "but it is obviously not here any longer. It's really doubtful that anyone even drove down this road, so it is unlikely that anyone stole it. It is probably somewhere down in the middle of the woods, maybe miles downstream right now, probably hung up on a tree limb..