We caught some tasty catfish for supper and headed back. The sun was warm but not hot and the evening preparations needed to be done. I set to work ga...thering firewood as she prepared to cook the fish. Sweating a lot, I chopped up the firewood to last the night and most ot the next night. I went to my wife and she insisted that I take a dip in the lake and handed me a towel and soap. The small beach where we were camped was good for a quick cleaning and I took my lake bath. Drying off, I walked. I wanted to flick eagerly at her clit with the pointy end, to hear her beg for more, whilst teasing the knot of her arse with a fingertip. I wanted to drink her cum until I was sick of the taste. I wanted, I wanted...No doubt about it, that gorgeous pussy had me mesmerised, yet in a flash her fingers were elsewhere, outside of view. The answer came quickly. "Oh God, my nipples are like bullets," she wailed to her invisible companion, those shapely breasts regrettably out of sight.The sad fact. He told her.“That she would have to wait.”He then went into his own room and grabbed his baseball bat.Dave was now stood at the top of the stairs naked from the waist down and holding his baseball bat and looking down into the darkness.Susan came out of her room completely naked and she dropped down onto her knees and she started to suck him off once more.Dave now knew that the noises he could hear sounded like they were coming from the kitchen and living room.Dave now tried to pull her of his. “What took you so long?” the older woman prods.“Your ass,” Chance replies. “It’s fucking marvelous just like the rest of you.”“Yes, Mr. Shatto reminds me of it every day,” she says, agreeing.“Isn’t that like some sort of harassment?”Lenore frowns. “Some women may find that offensive, especially the younger ones, but I don’t. It’s actually quite flattering to hear it from a much younger man or woman.”“So how does this work?” he asks.“I don’t know all the science behind it, but it recycles the.