If we had kept it up, I would have had an orgasm grinding against his bum as well but I knew Slave Boy would beat me to cumming, he was twenty-two aft...r all.Whispering in his ear, I told him not to cum, and if he did, he would be punished.I think that Slave Boy tried to resist cumming but he was no match for my right hand stroking his cock. He spasmed, and let out a quiet "Aaaghhhh" as he started cumming. His wet cum started oozing through the lycra of the speedo. When his cock stopped. I turn around facing you, you can see how hard my nipples are as you start to talk. Your eyes shift back and forth between my eyes and my very hard nipples. You ask me if I might like to go back with you to your campsite for something to eat. The only thing that is on my mind is how good your cock might taste sliding down my throat. I take a little longer to answer then I had expected before replying with a yes. You smile and turn to swim back to the other side, I watch as you climb out of the. His girlfriend walked over to me and yanked my sweats and panties down to the floor. I was then flung onto the bed as he pushed his head in between my legs. I felt his tongue run across my pussy as my body cried out. He had me right where he wanted me as he worked his tongue in and out of my wet pussy.His girlfriend said, “Lets see how she licks pussy!”She immediately positioned herself over top of my mouth as she held her knees tightly up against each side of my head. I could barely breathe as. All day his mother had been acting…well, strange.She had worn, what he thought was a very risky outfit; A kurta (thin cotton shirt) with slits up the side, from mid thigh to above the hip, a shin length shalwar of very thin summer cotton cloth and very stylish high heels.The outfit gave him a hard on. Did she realize he could see everything? He could see her low cut black lacy bra and the slit in the side of her kurta meant, that when she sat down, he got a beautiful sexy view of her hip and.