“On finding the ice.”I returned to my computer search. I found Lou Anne Mason’s card and called her at home. The call went to voice mail. ‘Lou... Anne you need to do something about the coming and going at the campground ... Keith.’“Our witness isn’t there yet,” she said on the phone twenty minutes later.“That’s fine but they will compromise the hunt club. People who use the hunt club tend to remain at their trailer not run out to dinner, then out for a bag of ice. But you do what you want,” I. “We’re kind of busy right now dude,” we both said to him as we rhythmically plunged our dicks into her holes, my dick sliding to the back of her throat as Rick’s pounded on her pussy, my hands going to the back of her head to hold her in place as she played with my balls and slurped away on it.“UH…FUCK…cumming Victoria…” I hissed as I threw my head back and shot my load to the back of her throat, her back arching as she came all over Rick’s dick, her cunt juice running down his dick as he gave. There was really no question what was happening, I didn't have much sexual experience, but I knew enough to know that this wasn't brotherly-sisterly kissing, it was definitely sexual. For sure.As she kissed me, I felt her hand slip between us down my front and snake into my trunks and alongside my penis which she rubbed up and down with her fingers. She then pulled her hand out, got up, knelt down next to me and began kissing her way down my neck, my chest where she started licking and sucking. The three who wanted their release stood before me side by side with hard-ons ready to be stimulated.I began to suckle the center man. I stroked the other two. I rotated between the three cocks, greedily sucking away at them or fondling them. I wanted their cum, I needed their cum. The men groaned with approval. One was getting close I wasn't sure who, but hot jets of semen splashed on my face. This triggered a chain from the other two, they began jacking off to control where they shot their.