I was setting in my director’s chair sipping my coffee when Vickie, my cousin’s wife, came up and gave me one of her luscious kisses,” where’s your wife?”
“She’s in the shower.” I thumbed over my shoulder. The tent was a left-over from our ” period camping” days. XNXX We had partied with enough of them to know who was up for swinging as the week went on. We met up occasionally for a quick peck or pat then off again to the next camp. I knew what was happening, she was planning her rounds for the week. I usually take the time to clean up the mess I had made. Who am I to deny my wife’s release? She pulled back and let my cock free. Pop had a major league shit-eating grin on his face the rest of the day and I made a mental note to check with the two of them later about
