He nodded and went back to his hiding place.A short while later, they came out of the trees. They had reached a field bordered by forest, but on the f...ar side a four-man-high cliff loomed. Marvin counted ten small tents and one big tone. Even with the four shacks, which leaned against the cliff, they weren’t nearly enough to harbor all the people that filled the place.Larissa walked to the big tent so he followed her.“Where do all these people live?” Marvin asked, walking next to. There was a throb not unlike thethrob of my prostate during sex in my male body, but sharper and morerapid. I rubbed and pressed until a trail of arousal fluid wet my fingers,bidding them to follow across the tingling surface of my vulva into thewarm interior of my vagina. My stiff clitoral bulbs, strips of erectiletissue like those in the shaft of my long-forgotten cock, greeted myfingers and begged them to go deeper. I ran my slick fingertips gentlyacross my bio-optimized clit. Even this. There on that same blanket from yesterday was Tiffany, again totally nude. But this time, lying beside her and also nude, was her mom, Cheryl. They were both on their backs, apparently sunbathing. I was beside myself. I didn’t know whether to say something, or just try to make a quiet getaway. My decision was made for me when Tiffany raised up a little and squeaked, ‘Oh, Hi Mike!’ Cheryl looked up at me and then just laid her head back down as if nothing had happened. A bit flustered, I said,. I have taught her that if she feels them tightening up too soon to pull them back away to help delay my orgasm as I continue to fuck her tight pussy. I finally need release and slam into her one final time and spraying her cervix with my load as she clamps down on my cock with her pussy to milk every last drop from it.A few days later, Karie and I devise our plan to include Jen in on our fun. Jen and I had talked a few times about the possibility of bringing every man’s fantasy to life by.