He wasn't long enough for my favorite trick, but I made up for it with the attention I gave to his entire dick. After another five full minutes of de...lightful sucking his hard cock (ten minutes now, more than both of his other blow jobs combined) He gave me that special moan that we both had been waiting for, and his sperm shot onto the back of my tongue for the third time in less than two hours. It gave me intense pleasure to know that I was completely draining my shipmate, and I helped him. When pants came off she got distracted by the mostly filled rod that stuck out from my crotch. It was my turn to make pleasure noises as it rose to full readiness from her hand and mouth attentions.Margaret took her phone and snapped a close-up photo saying, “I’ll explain later. Let’s put this nice thing where it belongs right now.” As I sank into her furry snatch, she snapped another photo then concentrated on fucking. After we came and I was pulling out, she stopped me and took a photo of her. His hand was slowly working over her wet, panty covered small triangular bush while she played with his stiff cock. Without entertaining any second thoughts, Austin had begun to move his hand under her soaked panties and she wiggled her hips to get out of them as she removed his boxers off his legs and laid on the bed being on her back. Austin positioned himself once again closer to her and began to treat her nipples with his tongue, making her moan as she enjoyed the rubbing of her knobs. Soon. Another form of our self-entertainment owed itself to another facet of Kanga’s make-up. Besides his artwork and the photography, he was of an inventive frame of mind, and when he happened across the shattered remains of a banjo, he went about the task of rebuilding it, and when his ingenuity brought the job to fruition, he obtained a set of strings from back in Australia. Between his banjo and my mouth-organ, and our tent mate’s vocalising, I don’t think we would have won a popular neighbours.