1. Good Story, to good not to share. Stuck up rich gi


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: rampage86, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    He poked his nose inside the rovers and jeeps, his face growing more and more incredulous. Finally he came over to stand in front of Charles. "Are you nuts?" he demanded. "Excuse me?" "What in hell is all this junk? You got furniture here, fer chrissake!" "Yes, a few tables and chairs, and cots." "Tables and chairs!" "I suppose you've never sat in a chair or at a table." Kristen sniffed, disdainfully. Joe glared at her, then turned back to Taylor. "You have any idea what this is costing you?" "Of course I know." Charles said with dignity. "How about how long it's gonna take us to pack up and set down?" "I'm sure they'll manage." Joe closed his eyes and counted to ten. "It's your funeral," he said before finally, stomping over to the other drivers. "Really." Lucy said. "Couldn't you have found a better guide, Charles?" "He is supposed to be the best, my dear." "He smells badly." Kristen sulked. "I dare say we'll all smell badly soon." Her father said, altogether too happily. Both women looked at him in disgust. They bounced down dirt roads for several more hours, with the other cars riding along behind. They left the road then, going through the jungle on even more bouncy trails. Just when she was certain she couldn't take another minute, they stopped in a small clearing by a river. "All right. We're here." Joe said in obvious re- lief. He almost dove out of the rover, moving as far away from Kristen as he could get. Never had he had to bear such a constant unending barrage ...
    of whining com- plaints, and snotty comments. If she had known the fantasies he'd used to try and block her out for most of the afternoon, Kristen would have been outraged. In truth, they weren't all that different from most men's fantasies about her, except for being considerably more violent. The dozen natives proceeded to set up the camp, which included two large tents, each ten feet by twelve feet and tall enough for a tall man to stand. Inside each they carried a large round plastic bathtub, which they set up in a curtained corner, along with the portable toilets. They attached round curtain rods to the tubs, then put on the curtains. A pipe with a shower nozzle on the top was put into place, and a generator to power the pumps, along with other gear, was started up. One large vehicle was entirely filled with big drums of water, which were rolled over and attached to the pumps. Joe sat on the front bumper of his Rover and watched in stunned amazement as the tubs, along with tables, chairs, benches and cots were all unloaded and brought into the tents. Each time Kristen saw him, she turned up her nose and sniffed in disdain. Joe imagined what a good sturdy leather belt would do to her round little behind. The Taylors wandered around, enjoying the scenery, what there was of it no further than a dozen yards from the camp at least. Kristen accompanied her parents, shrugging and sniffing at everything they pointed out. He's got a big campfire going, for the atmosphere, Charles ...
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