The lights changed and I carried on, erect as a tent pole and pre-cum oozing into my boxers.Maybe I'm a voyeur.But having said that, one of my previou...s, for want of a better word - girlfriends, was into hiking and camping. She inevitably dragged me along but we were always too tired from hiking to do anything other than sleep in the tiny tent we carried. Which wasn't an issue really. But one thing that really got me going was when she needed a wee. We'd stop for food and a drink every couple of. Lynette could clearly see what he was doing … he was massaging her quim. This sight she was not unused to, having seen many variations. It was the current circumstance that was so highly unusual. When he further dropped to his knees behind her and pushed his bearded face into the intimate places where his hand had just been, this did not seem, n itself, all that peculiar either. Lynette even knew that this activity was called cunnilingus (as she also now knew the first sexual activity she had. He pulls out and watches as her spit glistens all over his hard cock. He pulls his fingers out of her and places it on her round ass. He slams his cock back down her throat hearing her muffled groans as she deep throats him. Luke pulls out and slaps her face with his cock. “FUCK ME!” Stacy begs as Luke slides his cock back down her throat again laughing as he spanks her left ass cheek. In slow circular motions he massages her ass before spanking her hard. Luke slams his cock down Stacy's throat. When I feel one, then two slide into my soaking wet pussy hole, my knees go weak and he has to wrap his free arm around me below my breasts to hold me up. My hands grip both his arms as he begins sliding his fingers in and out of me in a torturously slow yet delicious pace as he fills me to his knuckles. I place the back of my head on his shoulder and moan louder as he begins to finger fuck me faster. The pleasure is so great that I forget were at a party, in the middle of a dance floor packed.