"If you really mean that, I think I have a solution. First off, it really is unusual to stunstrobe like that - even under those circumstances. How wou...d you like to meet my grandmother?"James looked confused over what appeared to be a sudden change of topic, "Grandmother?" Yes. She can help us out. She's got the counter to my knock out punch." Well, if you put it that way, I'd love to meet your grandmother." Great, let me give her a buzz and we'll head over. It's just a couple of minutes away.. "Longer" gasped Isabella"I can do 7" he continued as his wife stared up at me as he continued to fuck her bald shaven pussy."7 good" I replied."How many 6, 7 8?" he asked"More, more" gasped his wife before he thrust a little harder."10?" he asked."10 ok" I replied.He then opened the little cardboard box and started counting them but every time he tried his thrusts kept making them roll off Isabella's bare stomach."Hold on" he said then he took hold of his wife's shirt and pushed it up revealing. They kissed and sucked — Lee going for Hunter’s nipples — until they ran out of steam so she said hopefully, ‘I’ve never been made love to in a tree.’ ‘Well, now’s not the time,’ grunted Hunter, stretching her right nipple with his teeth. He let it go and said they must settled into camp before dusk, the first priority was to get there. ‘We can fuck on your own private island which I’ll name Sex Island.’ ‘Doesn’t it have a sweeter name?’ Hunter lied, ‘Not that I know of.’ ‘Oh lovely man,’ Lee. Hey, I've got something to play for you guys, Tom can you fire up your computer?" Will do." It was on standby so it was almost ready. I found my pants and fished around in the pocket for my thumb drive. I plugged it into Tom's machine and fired up the slide show I'd saved. It was a bunch of stills I'd grabbed from the photo sharing site, of men and women pissing. "Very funny, Pete, you saved that for when we all would want to go." One woman had photos of herself going off her porch steps,.