I had to use my shoulder to nudge the door open and immediately I got hit with that familiar smell. Doesn't matter where the hell you are in the world..., just about every used bookshop smells the same; cool and a little damp, maybe it's the moisture sucked right out of the pages, a little bit of the ink and cardboard mixed in. Somewhere in the back I could here the shuffling of books, probably the owner reorganizing. I stepped carefully around the waist-high piles of books crowding the entrance.. Our lips met, and I rolled over onto my own side, keeping her on her side with her back to the open tent flap. I pretended to have my eyes closed, but squinting through them I could see our visitor - it was a guy I'd noticed at the campsite beside ours. He was probably about 18, a skinny kid with dark hair. He just stood there and watched us. I grasped Grace's right leg and lifted it until she was half-straddling me, and I reached round and took the fingers of my left hand and started to play. I also knew their darling little princesses had given my son stick over the years for being so small and weak compared to their large jock sporting hero boy friends.Paul and his friends left us to catch a couple of hours sleep, explaining them would send people over soon to setup the security cameras and deliver the rum punch we need to make sure our friends drank as soon as they arrived and settled in.Once the house was empty my husband and son turned on me and fucked me for all they were. I just love the deep penetration and being able to squirm around and change up the sensations. So on top of the toy I went and I start moving my ass up and down over the length of this toy and I'm just having a great time. While I was enjoying some deep gyrations on the toy, my cock began seeping some per-cum which was normal during this sort of activity - only what was about to happen wasn't at all normal. It felt really really good to have my toy sliding sliding back and forth deep inside.