The camp was in a small, sheltered fissure of a canyon. During the short trip to the camp, Maggie had become more withdrawn, refusing to let anyone bu... the Old Indian touch her. Once at the camp, George and the Old Indian set up camp. I investigated the cave, finding a small cell in the back that the Indian had used as a sweat bath. I got the idea to cure Maggie with some mumbo- jumbo, the sweat bath, and my necklace.With the Indian's help, I set up the bath and invited Andrea and the Witbiers. All you have to do is reach out to me.” Then with a loud grunt he pushed himself into her all the way up to his balls and spewed his load into her.Sabrina woke up breathing hard. Looking down, her sheets had been unceremoniously tossed aside, and her cunt was still gaping from her mom’s dildo. Sabrina’s nipples were so hard they almost hurt from need and more than a little fear. She called out.“Mom!”When Sabrina’s mom came rushing in, relieved to see her daughter was ok.“Bad dream. Several other couples were watching the show with interest but Jaye was oblivious to them, only seeing BBG running his hands over the Wife. Both women's breathing was quickening.Our oiling now moved down our women's bellies to their pubic mounds. The long Black fingers dipped between the Wife's bald pussy lips. She shuddered and arched her back, obviously desiring a deeper intrusion.I tried to copy him, but Jaye's clamped thighs stopped me. Her face showed her struggle."It's all right. Do it!". Wendy had always been a cum slut. She loved it. The feel, the smell, the texture. I didn’t have a problem with that because she was my cum slut. She loved to have me come on her, playing with my juices, dipping her finger into it, drawing little designs, sucking her finger saucily. She’d sucked me off hundreds, maybe thousands of times. She loved to sit back with a silly smile on her face, holding it in her mouth, playing with it for an eternity. She never rinsed her mouth afterward. I’d.