Meanwhile, his right hand was still fiddling with my thighs.This mechanic guy was six foot tall and his big palm was still not able to grab my entire ...boob. His other hand was very close to my pussy lips. We were breathing heavily now and rubbing against each other.Then I started unbuckling his jeans and in a minute, his pants were down. I was very wet and excited by then. The mechanic was now in his trunks and his tent was much bigger than I expected. By this time, he had moved his hands to my. I did notice a couple of guys take long looks as they slowed when walking by and wondered if nipple was all they could see.I went back into the camper to get the coffee pot for refills and when I approached the table I got a good look at Sarah’s legs unde the table and found out what the other guys had been trying to see. Sarah was sitting by herself on one side of our table and very near the end closest to the road, her night shirt was short to begin with but she must have pulled it up to sit. Dave zoomed slowly out until he had just the bare shoulder and the back of the right side of Kayla in the shot when Donna turned to her, not moving back from me. “We’re going to have to talk,” she said. “Can we do it by the pool?” The next shot, taken by Kayla, showed Dave struggling into the house with Donna’s two bags. “You’re room or mine?” he asked me. “Let’s start with ours,” Donna said. “I’ll let you know later if they need to be moved.” At the poolside, Donna lounged in her black,. “It can be dangerous, so be careful or you may end up in jail.” I said. “Let’s go!” She said. I told her the rules of what to do and how we were going to proceed. Nikki looked very sexy and completely different than her punk outfit from earlier today. We strolled out of the hotel and decided to go to a bar across the street that featured pool tables and a juke box. Nikki had to show a fake I.D. to get served and we sipped our drinks sitting at a small round table, not far from the bar. We were.