Your nails, however, are painted in a shiny black gloss. This is because I enjoy watching your hands and nails as they touch, scratch and tease me.You...take one last good look at yourself and the outfit I’ve put you in for my pleasure and realise that you’re already slightly aroused. You go downstairs to wait for me by sneaking looks through the kitchen window while hoping the male neighbours don’t see you in case you corrupt and enhance their fantasies. It wouldn’t be good for them to be. I suggested we hug eachother, just to get more comfortable with one another. We leaned in, and gave eachother a long hug. We leaned back, and smiled. I leaned into her, closing my eyes, and kissed her softly. We waited a moment to take it all in, and kissed again. Kisses turned to a make-out session, with our hands exploring eachother’s bodies. A sharp knock on the camper door grabbed us from our intimate moment. We got up and went outside and back into the house.We went next door to where I. “Did you enjoy the sea?” I pressed on.“Yeah, but it was scary! What if a shark came up?”“There are no sharks here,” I pointed out. “That’s why you didn’t get any deeper?”“I dunno—”“There are no sharks, but there are killer whales!” interrupted Louie from behind us, making whale sounds. “And they love to eat swimmers!” he continued, making Kitty run away between laughs.The rest of the day passed without other notable incidents. I was appointed part of the group tasked with buying enough food for. He held her hips hard, pushing and pulling slightly to get her to speed up. As much as she wanted to return the favor from before and tease him, neither one of them had the patience for that now.He thrust up into her heat when she rocked forward and she moaned at the delicious pain of his cock hitting her cervix. She pulled up slightly as he kept thrusting up, each time pulling her down hard and back to brush her g-spot. Her pussy dripped honey down his balls and coated his stomach. His.