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This time she did not scream, but now started to moan and enjoy. I started to fuck her with big thrusts and continued squeezing her tits and sucking her nipples. She continued to moan “oooohhhhh aaaaaahhhhhhh aur zor se aur karo bohut mazaa aa raha hai”. After rigorous fucking of about 20-25mins I filled her pussy with lots of semen. In the meanwhile she reached her orgasm thrice. We were so tired and panting for breath that I slept on her for a few minutes.When we got up, it was nearly 4pm and. No one said anything. "That's enough of the sermonizing."Brandon and Cassie called everyone for supper. Penny and I were assigned to clean up after dinner. Our group relaxed in the evening around the campfire. Some of the group played poker. Most of us talked.We made mountain pies later in the evening. They are small pies made from two slices of buttered bread with jelly or jam in the middle. They are baked in small metal clam shell shaped pie makers with long handles. The butter and the jam. My pussy started leaking again and throbbing like before. My hips involuntarily thrust, at 2 I grabbed Mandy head and pushed against my tit so hard, at 1 my hand quickly made its way down to my clit, I could finally touch it, at the same time Mandy stopped squeezing my tit, her other hand reached up and grabbed my right nipple and pulled it firmly, ifelt my clit getting harder in anticipation her mouth nibbled on my other nipple, and my pussy throbbed, then in what seemed like slow motion the. My hands encircled her tummy and i raised them just below the bulging breasts making them almost jet out, while still keeping my lips tight on her lips and started sucking them. I don’t know how long i kissed her and finally when i let her go, she looked fully satisfied with her peacefully closed eyes slowly parting and said ” next time you kiss me, make it mild but no less passionate”.To this i raised her literally from the ground putting full pressure on her breasts and slowly kissed her all.
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