Paul drew me into his arms, and we cuddled silently, listening to the copulation in the tent alongside as it moved towards its own noisy and no doubt ...qually messy conclusion.“Do you think they heard us?” I asked.“Just now? No chance. Listen to the pair of them.”And he was right. When Vanessa reached her final, squealing orgasm only a few metres away from where we lay in each other’s arms, she was beyond noticing anything beyond the confines of her own body. The blend of female wailing, and. With it, she wore a tight fitting black tank top (though she did bring a jacket). Jandice was wrapped in form fitting jeans and a thick black parka."You never know if there's going to be a cute boy in the woods!"Jandice just sighs, finding it hard to fight with her sister."We should probably head back, I can barely see," Finally!"It's not long before the young maidens realize they're lost. It's not long before darkness overcomes the feeble flicker of their flashlight. Twisted trees and fallen. ’ She smiled instead and ran her little tongue across her lips to moisten them. She was either wearing a thin layer of lipstick or she had the reddest lips I have ever seen. ‘Well, I can fix your tires no problem,’ I proudly said. ‘Where does it squeak?’ I asked looking down at the small patch of area where her shorts covered her little twat. Tami frowned and said, ‘It just squeaks.’ ‘Hunh, do the tires squeak? Or the chain?’ I asked wanting to pin point the problem area. Again Tami was. ...I fucked her again, while I was thinking about it. She wasn't there, you know, it was just in my head. In my hand. whatever.The next morning, I fucked her again. She was insatiable, I tell you. This went on for several days afterwards, then I called her again, for a second interview, so to speak. I just kind of had to. I had left it a few days, as I didn't want to seem too keen. I thought it best not to mention to her on the phone how many wanks I had had about her,so I was, you know,.