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Her clothes were about fiftyfeet away from us in the clearing. I thought about itfor a few seconds than laughingly replied."Walk out there casually an... just pick up your cloths.Maybe clear your throat or something so the guy canhear you."Brittney laughed and poked me in the ribs. "Are youinsane?" She said with a grin on her face."Yes" I replied. "He'll never know who we are andwe'll never see him again anyway. " I told her.Brittney thought about it for a moment than stoodstraight up staring at. "Hi I'm Gary," he said as she had them come in.Without saying a word Tanya put both her arms around his neck and begankissing him deeply sticking her tongue in his mouth. She then rubbed hiscrotch as she slowly pulled out of the kiss."My name is Tanya," she said then looking to the other guy."I'm Tony," he said smiling."Hi Tony," she said giving Tony the same treatment.She looked over to Max."And this is our girl Max," she said holding her hand out toward him."Tanya, what's going on here. Untie. Her thighs feel soakedwith her juices as he releases the single braid. She feels pressure on the back of her leg; his foot is pushing her down,forcing her to kneel on the soft grass. The soft sounds of fabric, barely noticeablebeneath the song of a nearby bird, tell her that he is stripping. Somehow,the thought of him naked beside her makes her even more excited; the sensoryoverload brings her close to her peak, the heat becoming a burning in her belly. A zipper is pulled; the pack is being. It seemed totake hours just to turn my head and look at Mark. Mostly I just sawbeams of sunlight flickering around a dark, fluttering shadow. Thefluttering confused me, since most of it was around his legs andbehind his head. Did jeans move like that, and wasn't his hair tooshort to be flowing that far behind his head?Eventually gravity found me again and decided to yank at my gut untilI thought I was going to puke. Time shifted from super-slow-mo tofast-forward. I screamed for days as the.
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