My cock was caught between us and as far as I could sense, it was pressed against her pussy. I was pretty sure, actually, because she let out a gasp a...d pressed herself harder against me.Ulrika began to rock slowly back and forth. Just a fraction of an inch each way, more like she was pressing herself against my cock rhythmically. She was breathing heavily through her nose. I broke the kiss and looked deep into her blue eyes."How about getting up on dry land? We can lie in my tent. My sleeping. Again you take a sharp intake of breath, I slowly wiggle my fingers ensuring a liberal coating of your cunt juice, washes over them before removing them and smelling the fingers, I then order you to lick them clean.Next I tell you we are going for a drive, and take hold of your coat so you have to walk from the back of the pub out to the car park with all the men staring at your aroused nipples.Once in my car I tell you to undo your top five buttons on your blouse, allowing me a generous view. Sometimes we didn’t bother with the bed, I would slide my cock into her while she was still bending. Sometimes we would be in the bar and I would send her to bed. Going up ten or so minutes later, Sally would be waiting, white blouse, blue uniform knickers, and a pleated skirt, and she would bend over to be disciplined.Towards the end of the week there was a free morning. I asked Sally whether she fancied some outdoor sex, something she was well up for. We got the bus into town, jumping off. I hadn’t seen him in nearly two years. Happy hour drinks had turned into sex but I had not heard from him since. As my shift was ending, TJ arrived with a few friends I did not notice. We made eye contact but I made no effort to talk to him. I wrapped up my shift and as I walked out to my car my phone rang.“Hello?”“Hey, Kelly. This is Chad. I’m having some drinks in our hotel room. Want to meet up when you get off work?”“Where’s Andre?”“He’s here but he’s passed out. Too many shots, not.