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She gasps when she sees me suck my middle finger, covered in her sweetness. “Titus,” she whimpers, arcing her body off the mattress.

Slowly I work my mouth over her skin, marking a path down between her breasts, across her sweet tummy, and over her pretty little pooch. I spread her wider for me, then reach down and hook my forearms around the backs of her thighs, keeping her wide open as I kiss her center.

She gasps. “Oh…oh my god…”

Her little moans and gasps as she rocks her pelvis upward are gonna drive me off of this cliff. “Baby. Hold still and let me enjoy you.”

“I can’t…I need you to fuck the stress out of me…”

I think we’re both surprised at such naughty words from sweet Cass.

“Hold on, baby. I’m not done eating.”

Her sweetness is more pronounced the longer I make out with her pussy. It coats my tongue and drips down my chin.

When I suction my mouth around her clit and sink one, then two, fingers into her heat, her body jerks.

Cass’s juice combined with my drool make a right mess of me. The heady scent and taste make me growl. I let go of her pussy to wipe her scent over my chest, rubbing it in. I want to roll around in her sweetness like a dog.

I’m not done devouring her pussy by the time she comes, shouting my name so loud that she scares the birds out of the surrounding trees.

Refusing to let up, I ravage her pussy like it’s the end of the world.

Her sweet honey in my mouth is so good. Too good. With every lick, nip and kiss, she drips more and I take all of it. The more pressure, the louder she moans my name. I won’t relent until I know every inch of her. Cass tugs at my hair, digging her nails into my scalp like a wildcat, demanding more pressure, more of everything.

Pretty soon, the urgency for me is unbearable, and she senses it. “Give it to me,” she rasps. “Hard. Fuck me hard.”

Frantically, I get rid of my jeans and boxers, roll on the condom and lose myself in her heat.

The first thrust into her is so hard the mattress shifts forward.

“Can you take that, baby?”

“Harder.”

With that permission, I let loose. I stuff myself inside her so good and so hard. Again and again, her cries egging me on. Faster, harder, deeper, both of us sweating and grunting like bears fucking in the woods. My Cass deserves a king-sized bed at a fancy hotel, but if she wants me in a smelly tent, I’ll give it to her.

The mattress and tent have shifted all the way to the edge of the tailgate by the time I come, hard and loud, inside my Cass.

The slow kisses that follow are sweet, breathless, and salty with our sweat.

By the time I get the mattress and tent situated again and rejoin her in the tent, my Cass is asleep.

I don’t know whether she can hear me or not when I kiss the top of her head and tell her, “I love you, Squeaks.”

In the morning, I wake up to a breathtaking view of the mountains. So pretty, I almost want to wake Cass up. But she’s sleeping so soundly, I let her be. I kiss her softly on the head, then head outside to start the fire to make breakfast sausages, and then get to work on pancakes and coffee on my camp stove.

When breakfast is almost ready, I hear the tent zipper open behind me and Cass’s cute, raspy morning voice. “You’re going to attract bears with all those good smells.”

Looking adorable but freezing in her nightshirt, Cass circles her arms around my ribs and gives me a squeeze. Her face rests against my shoulder blades for a second, then she kisses me there, warming my insides with her sweet presence. I reach for the blanket we used by the fire last night, and wrap it around her shoulders.

After some more hugs and kisses, Cass shuffles away in her flip-flops and blanket and peers down at the grate that I’ve set up over the campfire. “Can I help with anything?”

“You can turn the sausages.”

I hear the sass in her voice when she replies, “I’ll turn your sausage.”

“Where did this saucy tramp come from? What happened to my sweet Squeaks?”


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