No sermon while on this month

I peeked as Joan came toward my bed naked; carrying the clothes she had so heatedly shed. She attempted to climb quietly next to me. I pretended to be half-awakened and cuddled with Joan. As I rubbed her sweet ass I encountered Peter’s cum and her juices, which I rubbed on her thigh before licking my fingers. She tensed and I whispered in her ear that I listened to her lustful fuck and now wanted to lick and suck their baptismal cream pie from her pussy before having sloppy seconds. I also alerted Peter that I was aware of his rascal behavior and about licking and sucking Joan’s pussy before I fucked her. I love the taste of freshly fucked pussy. As I licked Joan into another orgasm I asked that she make the cream pie more often. She said that she would serve me at least a baker’s dozen during Peter’s visit.

Peter came down to join us as I fucked Joan doggie style. They kissed and he nibbled on her teats and cupped her ass while I fucked her. The whole scene was so deliciously sinful that I soon added my cream to her confection as her orgasm milked my throbbing cock. To Joan’s surprise, Peter quickly claimed the fresh cream pie and was already licking her pussy when my cock slipped out. I was tired and suggested that Joan sl**p in the other bed with Peter because I knew they had much more exploring to do. As I fell asl**p I felt the telltale bouncing off the camper and glanced down to see Peter mid-first doggie with our increasingly slutty camping buddy. I was thrilled with what happened and sensed that sharing was going to be a frequent feature of our love life hereafter.