She came up kissing Dan hard, sucking his tongue into her mouth. “I need your cock in me even if for only a few minutes,” she said, positioning he...self over him. Facing Paul, she slowly took his hard cock into her.“We could get arrested for fucking in public,” Dan cautioned. Luckily for them, the car and pedestrian traffic were very light. Most businesses downtown were already closed for Christmas Eve.“I don’t care, let them arrest us!” She replied, forming two bra cups with Dan’s hands. Paul. Removing her hand she shone the flashlight on a deep gold or yellow color and realized it was old fashioned axle grease. She had seen a pail of it at the Historical Center. She stood and kicked at it and went to turn around as she realized she had kicked it over. Turning back she had studied the object and decided her guess of having a dildo up her ass was probably the truth, except it was probably an antique dildo. She shone the light around but couldn't find the key. Oh well, that great. “What are you doing?”“Why, I am traveling with you, of course. Is there not safety in numbers? This is a very dangerous place to be alone.” His expression was admirably grave.I looked at him more closely. While my skin was fair, his was the color of new leather. His eyes were brown, and his brownish red hair came to just over his ears; an unruly mop that somehow suited him. He smiled slightly, but I detected no arrogance in his manner as he gazed unflinchingly back at me. I was used to men who. “HEY!” He yells back.SLAP! Harper slaps Desiree’s ass even harder. “OW!” Desiree cries as she dives into the tent.“Don’t worry, Damien, I’ll teach her some manners for you!” Harper says, giving Damien a wink. Damien watches as the two of them crawl into his tent, the last thing he was able to afford before going completely broke. He knows that there’s no turning back now, as their drunken state will surely render the tent unusable after they’re done. “Why’d you have to embarrass me in front of.