Tashka and Vadya rode over the brow of a hill, the wind whipping their cloaks against their faces and tearing at Tashka’s blue cap and Vadya’s bro...n hair. In the dull metallic light, they saw the weather-stained grey and fawn tents of Sixth H’las set out on a flat area of ground near a stream. ‘Should we move the camp more that way?’ Tashka said immediately. ‘That stream might flood.’ Vadya, who had been smiling fondly at the sight of the familiar old tents, studied the terrain more carefully. I did get very good response for my previous series but I couldn’t complete it because I was busy. I have had various encounters with ladies of different ages.So here with a new series. Me fucking my besties at their place.So coming to my story this is a story of three me and my 2 friends x and y can’t disclose their names so as I came here I didn’t have many friends so. As I started with my classes and gyming I met two girls in my class in starting we didn’t talk much but as the time passed. Why don't you ladies do the same?" We both drop our panties and our stiffening cocks look like tent poles beneath our dresses.Jill takes a seat in the middle of the couch, spreads out her arms across the back and says, "Won't you two join me?" We quickly take seats on either side of her, me to the left and you to the right. She nestles us close to her and purrs, "Let's get to know each other."She turns her head in your direction and your lips lock passionately. I bend down and free her left. And every time I passed her, no matter what she was wearing, I just had the impression that something was at work, something was gnawing at her, bothering her...One morning, the two of us were in the kitchen, mom and dad were upstairs, and I was doing my damnedest not to notice Moni was wearing nothing at all underneath a loose, button-up blouse. Perhaps half of the buttons were actually buttoned.I was reading up on the day's itinerary and she was absently munching on toast. More accurately, I.