That’s not very woodsmanly of you.’ ‘I’m not a woodsman,’ she said, ‘I’m a girl.’ ‘It’s OK to let yourself go every once in a whil..., you know. You don’t have to keep up your grooming habits 24/7. We’re camping, enjoy it.’‘I know, I just hate having hair. I can’t stand the feeling of it. I just have to be shaved, all the time, you know. I’m just not comfortable when I’m hairy.’ ‘You don’t look too comfortable right now, either’ I teased. ‘No, it’s OK, I’m not embarrassed,’ she said, a little. I was basking in sunshine of his love.Lunch was absolutely fabulous. I sipped wine and enjoyed the way everyone pampered me. I was like a superstar. Monu and his staff didn’t look or behave like boss and subordinates. They were more like a group of friends having fun. Girls didn’t call him, Sir, only Monu. Valets and cooks were calling him, Sir.I could make out everyone was happy and well looked after.After lunch, I and Monu went back to our bed room. Wasim had no issues, actually he was happy. ‘Really?’ he said, his face lighting up as he signalled the barman. I gave him a sweet smile and patted his hand. He made sure that he sat next to me at dinner and went and bought quite an expensive bottle of wine too. After the meal, I said to those at the table that I was turning in and said softly to Peter that I would see him later in my room as I tapped his hand with my key so that he could see the number. I went up to my room and got undressed and put on an almost see through short. B squeals as the motion of the thrust pushes her mouth harder onto dark's cock. Sandy thrusts deep and hard making B feel every inch in and out of her dripping wet pussy as dark punishes her throat with his cock. Another minute, two at most, B twitches as her first orgasm builds and her wet pussy gripping sandy's cock.Suddenly B moans as the first orgasm rips through her while she is spit roast between 2 big hard cocks. Holding her tight and not breaking their rhythm, the guys just keep going.