<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> Simon<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Campsite - Tent 2<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> Amber<br/>
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Simon stared up at the tent as her head went down. Her hair tickled his pelvis and thighs but her mouth on his cock made him gasp with surprise. His cock twitched in response at her sudden action and he squirmed a little, legs shifting, spreading further apart, hips pressing his arousal upwards. His fingers clenched the sleeping bag beneath him as he held his breath, slowly letting out a sigh as she started to bob up and down on him. Almost as suddenly as she had started, she stopped...stating she was done peeking....only for her to start up again.<br/>
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Simon groaned. "Am....Amber...we...we shouldn't be doing this..." He moans, making no effort to make her stop. She was soon working his shaft with one hand, his heavy ball sack with the other and he could feel his cock enter her throat for the first time. "We'd...we'd get in...so much...trouble..." He moans, reaching down to place a hand on the back of her head. He had never been so hard in his life! This was entirely unexpected.<br/>
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But then he could hear it, soft moans coming from one of the other tents. Was that his daughter, in a similar position? Was this the plan all along? He didn't know and even if it was his own daughter moaning in the distance, it was still erotic...three tents, of naked bodies bumping and grinding. Older men, getting it on with younger women. He moaned again, precum leaking from the tip of his cock.</span>