"Or maybe it's this..." he adds as his hands run down my body to touch my soaking wet pussy. "Oh god, yes!" I cry, "That's what I want." He smiles as ...his fingers pry open my lips and begin to explore. They run up and down my opening teasing my clit with the faintest of touches. He slips a finger tip inside me as I gasp for air. I arch my hips up to push his finger deeper inside me but he pulls it away, denying me. A sigh of frustration escapes my throat. I begin to move my hands down from above. I feel lower and deeper as I bump into the tip of my head, gripping lightly and pull upwards. Rubbing my swollen veins and undulating cock meat into your wetness, hearing you beginning to purr and quietly moan aloud.“Oh, fuck… I love how you tease me… mmmm. Fuck yes edge me out a bit more… make it last Jake, Ohhhh Fucking tease that Pussy baby!” you yell, from between clenching white teeth, tiny grins, and bitten lips. You take over for me, massaging and working the end of my cock with the. I thought to myself, “Did they go into the thicket near the trees?” Curious, I left my berry picking and slowly made my way toward the trees. The witch hazel was quit thick and I had to get quit close to see anything.WOW, did I get a surprise. There laying in the matted down grass was a couple half undressed doing some heavy groping. The female had her blouse unbuttoned, bra unhooked and down around her waist and the guy was cupping her tits and sucking on her very erect nipples. After a. As they edged closer, at a couple of yards away, the wind briefly died. They drifted to him and three girls pulled him in. He was conscious, just, his main concern was still that fucking canoe. Clive tied it to the back but said he’d cast it adrift if it affected the control too much. Then Marie pulled it in and tied it, front and back, to the side. Yes, that made for less drag. “Good idea.”They turned for home, it seemed a long way away. The shore of the far side of the lake was closer, but.