Phone numbers were exchanged later that day before camping equipment was packed away. Marsha made plans to meet Eli and Ellen there next weekend. Ellen said she’d call Joe and Raven and see if they could come. Earnie and Ron said they’d be with family next weekend but would try for later that month. On the way out Henry waved Marsha down. He had bad news for her. An adorable old knee injury was making it harder and harder for him to keep up with the camp. With a tear in his eye he informed Marsha that the property would be going on the market. Marsha told him to get her an appointment with his real estate agent ASAP. She called Eli and Ellen when she got home to share the news. They were more than happy to take accept the responsibility of running the camp. For George it was just another real estate investment. For Marsha though it was like owning Shangri-La. End of chapter 2 Lysera let out a low grunt as she arched her broad back, feeling the sore blow job and stiff muscles throughout her powerfully built Isiri frame stretch and then relax some, helping to work a bit of life back into her uncomfortable form as her Lessers went about her orders, clearing away the human dead and providing medical attention to their wounded as they set up camp for the night. “Too quickly.” She growled, frustration rumbling in her deep authoritative voice. “What was?” One of her two Seconds, Tryi, queried, moving up pornstar to stand beside her First, Gatt-Rifle slung over one bare footfetish shoulder and her battle-armour already discarded to reveal hard fuck the almost eight foot tall hulking beauty of her red-skinned body, all muscle, strength and power, the vision of primal dominance only enhanced by the sleeping giant of a cock resting plaintively between her sculpted thighs, though she still didn’t hold a candle to the yet taller and stronger, Lysera. “This!” Lysera spat, casting her hand out in a vague gesture over the tight valley where she and her Lessers had made their ambush, “Two hours we lay in wait for our prey and what do we get for our patience?” “A battle that will be recorded in the annals, Lysera.” The Second grinned, whipping her single braid of long black hair back behind her shoulder, standing tall and proud, shamelessly displaying herself and glad to be free of the discomfort and weight of her armour. You know what we need– the hair trimmers, the razor, and the cream.” A series footfetish of gasps and moans began to issue from her as his fervour began ushering in waves of pleasure, as her increasingly sensitive clitoris was stimulated over and over as he breathed heavily, pounding her blow job with an intensity that she wouldn’t have expected adorable him to be able to muster for a man his size. “No worries. When he grew enough senses hard fuck to look down and appreciate her work he only got sight of the top of her head. Jenny joked, saying “well it wouldn’t take long with me with the pornstar few that I’ve got.” I laughed a bit and agreed with her. “Don’t worry about them, and the chances of anyone coming over here are quite remote. My juices dripped down my thighs as I bent over the toilet. I nodded my head and rested back on the seat…my dress now above my knees. Yeah, kinda..." he smirked, surprising even himself. "Thank you so much Coach John, he was pressuring me to go for a ride and I felt awkward trying to say no without getting him mad," Tori said in a nervous voice. The area above the hole had one kind of feeling and the area below had another, especially when it was massaged sort of hard.