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The more visible the area around us, the better. We made sure to keep the horses and campfire as close as we could to the wagon without there being an... danger of it catching fire. Dinner was cooked on the stove in the wagon, the top flap opened to vent any smoke. Once fed, we retired for the night, though Clive opted to sleep under the wagon, as it would protect him somewhat and allow him to see any threats that could come. The ladies cuddled up next to either side, though this time they made. She kissed him on the lips, not a sexual kiss exactly, but long and hard enough that he felt the blood start to pump into his cock. "I'm so happy you could come Tom! I've missed you so much!" she exclaimed, looking into his eyes. He could see more than just a sisterly attraction in them.As soon as she sat back down, Morgan hopped onto his lap and kissed him. This kiss was harder and longer than her sister's kiss. Tom felt his cock fill even more, as Morgan pushed her warm ass against his lap.. Well duh! Wasn’t this what she’d wanted? I thought for sure it was what she wanted. Why would she point out the obvious.“You want me to stop?” I asked, knowing deep inside that I couldn’t stop now ... not unless she beat me off of her.“No!“ came her urgent grunt, and her hands came back up off the bed to grip my shoulders. “Don’t stop Bobby ... please don’t stop.”I looked down and my prick was shiny wet when it came out of her. I speeded up a little and got an impassioned “Yes!” from her. That. Instead Jimmy did his impression of Zeus descending from Mount Olympus; all thunderbolts and lightning, stomped feet and overturned furniture, raised voice and rambling rants. And the upshot of such a scene; well about an hour later I answer a knock at the door to find a tear stained, mascara lined, dishevelled, shivering Pippa clutching her car keys, her blouse mis-buttoned, with incoherent sobs falling from her trembling lips. Oh dear! Only one thing for it: a nice cup of tea. So I sit.
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