Richard crept up to the tent silently and pressed his ear against the side. He could hear their talking, their dirty talking, and knew what must be going on inside. He picked the opening open a crack to peek in, bracing himself for the sight of two men fucking. But the view that greeted his eyes was far different then what he had expected. It turned out that neither of the men were actually men!<br/><br/>One was laying on his - her - back, legs spread wide, glorious breasts hanging free while the other took the position of the man, gliding what could only be a strapon into the pussy of the former. It was both confusing and arousing all at the same time. And extremely against every rule in the book. Richard nearly tore down the doorway as he pushed his way in, standing with his hands on his hips.<br/><br/>"What the fuck is going on in here?!" He bellows at the two men-women.