When they were packed and ready to leave out, all the women lined up just as they had in Fort Smith, to send them off with a hug and well wishes. This...was the first time Miranda saw them leave on a trip. This was the first time she wouldn’t be with Eli since she arrived here. Miranda was crying as he held her and told her he loved her.They had hoped her parents would have been here by now, but they’d been delayed when her grandmother became ill.“Your parents will be here by the time we get. Guys took turns sniffing his fingers. "Mark! What are you doing?" "I'm sorry Casey, this is tradition. I've smelled their girlfriend's cum so this is only fair." "Don't worry. You smell great!" one guy complimented. "Yeah, I wish my girls smelled as sweet as you" said another. When all of the guys that wanted to smell it had (some were embarrassed and remained where they were), Mark got back on top of me, missionary style, and leaned in to kiss me as he started fucking me hard, holding my hands. It took him several moments to even begin stammering. "How did ... didn't we ... she's beautiful, Amberle ... why didn't..."His voice trailed off. I reached back into my purse and pulled out a small book of photos that I had put together for Travis. He took it from me and began flipping through it. His gaze seemed to linger on each page and, for the first time, I felt a twinge of regret at having kept Maureen from him for all these years.About half way through, he stopped and reached for the. So this is fisting, thought Mandy with a sudden thrill.Mandy saw enough porn and read enough erotica to know fisting, and had always been secretly willing to try, yet despite her co-operative anal training, she'd never gotten round to trying.Mandy now sure wished she'd tried sooner. The plug she'd been wearing, that was by her feet, was a little wider than her hand, so it wasnt particularly big, but the feel of her hand, that moved and gyrated inside her felt like nothing she'd felt before. It.