I can feel your knees on either side of my hips and I wonder if you’ll begin by fucking my mouth again, another one of your ‘things.’ As I get r...eady to clamp my mouth shut, I hear a noise that stops me in my tracks: a plastic bottle clicking open.My mind is whirring, wondering what you are going to do to me. I can make out what sounds like you are rubbing your hands together. As I strain to listen closer, a familiar smell greets my nostrils.A floral scent.Jasmine, with maybe a hint of rose.My. He was every bit of 7+ inches and thick as a coke can, he took his cock in his hand and gave himself a few slight strokes like he was getting out the wrinkles and then waved it in my face like here ya go boy. My hand replaced his and I gave him a few good strokes and I loved how hot he felt and how silky smooth his cock skin was to my touch. He was pretty aroused and was already leaking pre cum which was the first thing I tasted as I leaned in and placed him against my lips. He tasted amazing. .With her nails… then she took up the charge…Caught hold of my 6” shaft caressed it her eyes glittered seeing it, she was overwhelmed… she started to pull the skin up and down and as if she couldn’t stand any more bent and swallowed it completely there goes my tool deep till her throat… what a lovely feeling i was in heaven for the first time i was with a woman.. She gave me a awesome blow job and I was moaning I shot my load into her mouth and she drank it dry… and i took the turn… went down. " I'm sorry, Dan, it's just... it's just... it's just that it's the saddest little tent I've ever seen." She turned away and buried her face in her hands. As if that would disguise her hoots of derision.Disgust drove me into the tent. I pushed my pack in ahead of me, and then sat inside with all my stuff. It wasn't such a bad little tent, I sniffed. At least the reek of mildew wasn't too strong. I gave another sniff. It wasn't at all unbearable if one didn't spend more than a few minutes.