The ‘shroom tea kicked in a while back and cuckcake and I have been kissing and melting into each others’ bodies for what seems like hours. My husband kicks back, fully clothed, and sips some bourbon. He bathes in the heat of the campfire and the radiance of our naked glowing bodies heaving and pressing insatiably against each other. I am totally distracted by cuckcakes perfect pointed pink nipples, sucking them gently as I ride her thigh to oblivion. We make each other sweat and shiver in the cool night air.
I glimpse my husband, framed by the flames of the fire every now and then. I consider going to him but the naked shuddering cuckcake beneath me grabs my attention by sliding her fingers, coated in my pussy juice, between my ass cheeks. My husband just watches and waits. There’s a long weekend stretching out ahead of us and he wants to savour every instant with us. He can be patient now, because later, in our tent, he knows he will get his choice of two very juicy pussies.