There was a very small clearing, surrounded by big pine and birch trees. A speck of land, next to the water, with grass and a large stump of a felled tree in the center. While I mostly just dangled my sore feet in the water, they set up camp. At the entrance of each tent, me sharing one with Dad, and Reggie and Lee having their own, hung a mosquito-killing LED lantern. As it would turn out later, possibly due to favorable weather and/or winds, or a combination of both, or even failing populations of the blood-sucking insects, these lanterns barely had any mosquitoes to prey upon. That was at least one of the things that seemed to be going my way. In the middle of our secluded encampment, a few yards from where land met with water, was the large tree stump. Its surface was cumshot smoothed, and it acted as our table. The many roots sprawling out around it made the ground somewhat uneven and treacherous to walk, but our portable camping chairs could manage well enough if proper care was taken to place their legs between these roots. In the middle of this immoveable table, Lee set up another mosquito killing device. “Can’t stand the little fuckers”, he said when I looked at it. Though it would barely get a chance to fulfill its secondary purpose, it was at least sufficient at its primary one; provide illumination. After a Ready-to-Eat camping meal, of which I could barely get everything down – it tasted well enough mind you, I was just not a big eater – I went to outdoor bed early while Dad and his friends sat around talking. I was tired. The sleeping bag was quite comfortable when unzipped, Hardcore but the tent was a little too hot. I didn’t want to sleep without my sleeping bag either since that made me feel vulnerable – as if an unzipped bag of polyester somehow provided magical protection against the terrors of the wild. Nevertheless, I quickly feel asleep. The following day I slept late, and found that the others were up and about when I left the tent. We did some angling in the lake during the day. The only one who caught something of note was my father, who blowjob got a pike. It made for a good meal. Later in the afternoon, my dad, Lee and Reggie competed in archery. Lee had brought a bow and some arrows. I tried to partake – it did look like fun – but it took too much effort to pull the bowstring. I was disheartened but attempted my best to play it off. Like I wasn’t bothered anyways. Like I had better things to do, and better things anal on my mind. “Ordering online again?” he asked me. I giggled, “You may.” I have had these two love slaves strapped to the beds for about a hour, and already we have all had a good cum. My juices spilling down my thighs. A single tear fell to splash on the bridge of the other woman's nose, but she paid it no notice. I always assumed it was just his way of being a wing man for his son. Her tone was accusing. Amanda didn’t have cause for concern, the tall blonde man was grinning at her and stroking his own erection, which compelled her to blowjob demonstrate her oral skills even more zealously. I did and at this stage I was pissed, my eyes were blurred and I was tired. "Daddy?" He walked her a bit closer to the mirror then he had that anal morning facing her to look at herself. I watched him slide them to her knees and then move behind her and jam his cock into her. “Well, go ahead and just tell me. It’s not like we keep any secrets from each other in this outdoor house.” I responded. I groaned as she rubbed them up and down my shaft. I wondered if the other couple could hear my moans and if they were having sex in the sauna. Not a full bath, but just a sink and a toilet. Ashley thrust her pussy into my face as she had an orgasm cumshot as I was cleaning another man’s cum from her pussy. I never was able to do that so I will probably end up jacking off when we lay in bed….. He began pulling the straps down around my shoulders, I kept looking down at the dancefloor as he exposed me. I was thinking about all the wonderful things I have experienced at your skillful hands and what a wonderful, strong, intelligent, Hardcore sexy, kinky perfect man you are. Then a completely naked Alex straddled my face and we started sixty-nine'ing. I should lean over, grab her hips, and devour that pussy. I wanted to keep experiencing such rapture. Like her mom earlier, there was no talking, just moaning and “oh god yes” being said. She then walked in, I turned to see Sheila with the bundle over her shoulder. One of my old friends, lets call him Daniel was there, I've known Daniel for like 10 years and he have always been a good friend to me. He is living in another city, so I agreed that he should sleep at my place, and in my head, that was on the sofa. When I knew it was close I actually gave her a verbal notice.