No sermon while on this month

Later, I was able to check on them through a screened window near my pillow and noticed that eventually, she was on his lap in a lounger. They were making out like teenagers. I could see one of Peter’s hands moving under her sweatshirt and becoming familiar with her breasts. The other was rubbing her considerable and delectable ass. The fire burned down and they came into the camper. I feigned sl**p and heard Joan walk by to the other bed fifteen feet away. I heard the sound of zippers, the rustling of clothes being removed, and a stifled giggle from Joan as they cuddled their naked bodies. I could hear the sounds of kissing, sucking, and Joan’s increasing moans. The unmistakable sounds of Peter, licking and sucking Joan’s sweet pussy gave me a painful hard-on. I was amazed how quickly things developed and soon felt the beginning rhythm of the camper bouncing and squeaking as Peter mounted and fucked my no longer exclusive wife. They each had a quick powerful orgasm and were suddenly quiet.