A big bunkroom with ten rudimentary and rather small bunks. Two sets, three high, attached to one wall; a couple of sets of two, opposite. Windows, do...r. That was about it. Oh, a grubby looking rug. We dragged in the sleeping bags, blankets, pillows and what-have-you from the cars, and had a quick peek at the bathrooms, which could only be described as rugged. We didn't care. A drunken sleep is much the same anywhere.We had some catching up to do once we caught up with the others, though no one. Smiling at Tim I told him, unless you wanna see what the stork saw you may wanna leave. Tim is not openly gay but never denied it so when he just stood there I wasn't surprised.Normally I'de of gotten in the truck but it was behind the store, kinda private and odviously Tim wanted a show. Smiling at Tim I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my socks, drew my shirt over my head and paused. You know I go commando, right? I asked Tim. From the occasional bulge I suspected, he grinned. At this point in. He would stay for a further hour to take care of the parents by getting into naughty games together, the couple were rather young, the man was just midway through 30 and the wife was only 3 years younger, they might be a pair of swingers, but they are an incredibly rich pair! So despite the painful sex, there were times when he’d enjoy the job…whenever he gets to suck the cock and getting banged in the back, obviously he’d scream like a girl, since it goes with the lingerie he’s wearing and the. .. it feels soooo goood... mommy could ride you all night long, little boy... all night with your cock inside my cunt... mommy's cunt needs your cock sooooo bad, baby... you'll give it to her, won't you? Let me have it all night, every night... forever... FUCKING your COCK forever... stuffing my CUNT with it..." She rode his staff harder, grabbing onto his head and pushing it into her tit. "Ohhhh YESSS... every night... every morning... all that THICK, SWEET CUM for me... CUM for me... fill.