Camille allow her patron to explore, touch, probe and seek most if not all of her curves and sensitive places - save one.The area around them, while i...t did not clear out, it did grow quiet as the men and the other dancers observed the intimate interplay before them. Camilla and her patron had only eyes and touch for each other. Her patron, allowed Camille free access to her. Camille ran her hands across her patron's firm flat belly, down to the top of her jeans.The top button was. It’s been a stressful week and the sights, smells, and sounds of the forest around me are rejuvenating. Before long, the trail steepens, smooth dirt giving way to rocks still slick with snow melt and I feel my heart rate picking up. I stop to strip out of my jacket and take a sip of water. The cool liquid moistening my dry lips as it floods my mouth. I shiver a bit as the breeze, stronger at the higher altitude, rushes over my skin, raising goose bumps and making the light hairs on my arms. The night had finally come after a week of erotic chatting, knowing looks at each other at the school fence. Hubby was working night shift so they arranged to meet at 10pm.All afternoon, Sam was thinking about her lover to be, she took a long bath, shaved her pussy leaving a V shaped design in her pubic hair. She stroked and played with herself but stopped before she went too far as she wanted to be ripe for him. She took her time dressing, brand new white lacy knickers, a sexy bra. She. My hard cock slid right up inside her. Despite all of the natural lubrication her pussy muscle clapped onto my cock and wouldn’t let it go. We started slow and gradually picked up speed, I was like a piston locomotive driving down the track on the home stretch. I was about to cum again when I suddenly pulled out and told her to roll over and get on all fours. I stood on the floor as she positioned her sweet ass near the edge of the bed so that I could drive my cock home again. This time it slid.