The fear of being caught by my gf heightened the arousal and I am sure it was the same for Susan.Even though I hadn't even seen her tits or pussy I wa... so turned on.Pre-cum was oozing out of the tip of my cock and she was moving her hand faster inside her tights.Her legs started to shake and her body shuddered as she came and let out a muffled moan. At this my gf started to wake up so I quickly shoved my cock back inside my shorts and curled up so she couldn't see my hard on. Susan also curled. But I did little more than whimper. I just wanted hispleasure to be complete and I knew that he would be cumming in me soon andthat I would get a great deal of satisfaction from his seed in me. I wantedto give him pleasure, I wanted to feel his jism fill me, I wanted him toimpregnate me, I wanted to be his sperm receptacle. Suddenly he pulled all the way out of me, and with all his mightpunched his amazing cock, forcefully back into me deeper than ever before,I was screaming now, telling. The stall door creaked as it opened revealing Camille, her arms spreadand pressed against the walls. Her shirt was gone now and her breastshung open to the air, her nipples like little chocolate drops, dark andinviting. I stepped inside and she pushed the door shut behind me.As she held the door closed with one hand she used the other to unzip herpants. I could feel the lump in my throat descend into my stomach intime with the zipper lowering. Beneath her pants she was wearing blacklycra. Old though it might have been, the structure seemed very stable. When we reached the top, I realized how much bigger the whole thing was than I had originally expected. It was roughly fifteen feet by fifteen, and completely flat on all sides. Paul turned and looked at me, raising his eyebrows and shrugging up his arms as if to say eh? Isn’t it great?“The tent is for some added privacy,” he remarked, “protection from the elements, all that.”My tent would do neither of those things, having no.