I did not stop kissing her and we felt on couch. I forgot all my hatred, all my aggression but just she and her damn sexy body. I kept my tongue fondl...ing in her mouth. She was playing with my hair.I was just loving it, it started me giving a hard on. we stopped kissing, I said- you see what changes have you made in my pants just by kissing me , she looked at my tent , moved her hand over there and said- aw sorry my baby , I have no option but to make this tent even larger , and started touching. She even found a large store that also sold used books and magazines, she was in her element there looking through a lot of foreign magazines. The woman who ran the bookstore watched her carefully, then after a while sidling up to her started talking to her.I was waiting just inside the door so couldn't hear what was being said, although occasionally they would glance in my direction. Emma indicated for me to wait there, and the two of them disappeared into a back room. I almost jumped out of. Quick introductions were made and then Denise commentedthat the others must all be working on their “girls”.Over the next 10 or 15 minutes or so, more girls camein, two at a time, one senior in robes with one girllike us. After the 20 of us were in the room, there was a briefperiod where all the senior girls looked us over,complementing each other on their work. Most of usreally got into it, posing as we were critiqued,although a few of us seemed more shocked than anythingelse.. In ecstasy, Jane moaned, Tarzan thrust harder exploring every part of her pussy leaving none of it unfucked. Tarzan took Jane in his arms and climbed the rock, dick still inside. He laid her on her back once more, and pinned her legs by her head. "Tarzan not hurt Jane." Tarzan slid his dick balls deep in her without stopping. Jane gasped leaving her stuck in pure pleasure as Tarzan drilled her pussy, his rhythm so smooth and rough Jane built up to such a orgasm, her eyes rolled into the back of.