The camper handled the rough, rutted, forest road with ease, though Mia didn’t look too happy with the jostling. They soon came across a creek and f...und a small clearing next to it. It was ringed by old, thick trees, covered with bright green moss. The creek burbled as it wound its way between and around boulders that broke the surface of the water. Mia gaped out the windshield. ‘It’s beautiful.’ ‘Wanna stay here for a while?’ She nodded. ‘I’ll put together a picnic!’ Jack parked as close to. “Mmmm, I think you’re the one with the creamy centre,” I smiled, pushing up a little and squirming around.“It’s just no big deal for you,” she smiled back down at me. “Like, you can so take it or leave it.”“At school,” murmured Faye, “everybody wanted to. I mean, if they were hot enough they had Douglas, that’s how it was. Cos he’s so beautiful and everyone raved about it, you know, afterwards. It must be like Mick Jagger and how he’s had four thousand girls, I suppose.”“I was a fashion item,”. Mutual masturbation; my cock in his hand being pumped as I pumped his cock. And then I reached the pinnacle, my orgasm. I was about to cum.In the dark half light, I looked down to see him strongly stroking my penis and as I did, he moved his head to suck my shoulder as his own pleasure heightened. And at that moment I peaked, I spasmed; bucked sharply, hips in the air. The first shot of sperm flew out of my cock slit and hit my chest. That volley of my seed was closely followed by more powerful. You assume he's around 20, as he's in university. Maybe he's finished, but it doesn't matter. You should arrive in Havensport soon.At least Talvin is a nice enough view on the long ride. His face is young, but his features are still more masculine than feminine and framed by dirty blond hair. His skin is light, but not so pale as someone who never goes outside. His high-quality clothes would normally indicate a delicateness, but his frame doesn't appear frail at all. He's got on too many layers.