Teacher screwing her student in the camp tent.

Late last year, it was very hot in our area, and my wife Grazi asked me to go with her and her students to an end-of-year camp with her students. It would be five days in a secluded park, suitable for this purpose, and of course I would never leave her in the hand. We packed our things, and without the students knowing, I prepared a cooler with some drinks to pass the time through the night. When we arrived at the place, all those people, super animated, with many games and activities, and my wife over the will, because she already knew everyone, some even too much, as reported in other stories. Grazi wore a more casual bermuda and a blouse that showed well her beautiful breasts, since she did not wear a bra and marked her nipples on the blouse ... in short: a boner. It was clear that many students did not take their eyes off her breasts, and at every opportunity of physical contact she rubbed her breasts on them. Knowing Grazi, she should be drenched in boner, because she only smiled at me. In the evening, they all bathed, had dinner together, and each retired to his tent, boys in pairs with the boys, and girls in pairs with the girls. The conversations in the nearby tents were slowly diminishing and soon everyone seemed to be asleep, my wife and I decided to flirt a little, a few kisses, a good conversation, in the darkness of the tent. I took a drink from my cooler to relax, and we kept talking. It was so nice, that I ended up exaggerating, and I fell asleep. It seemed that I had already been sleeping for many hours and felt my wife trying to wake me up, but the alcohol makes these, when I felt the fresh air coming in and the zipper of the tent opening. I stayed with my eyes closed and felt the smell of someone else. Grazia tried to wake me up again, but I pretended to be asleep. My wife turned to me, and I realized that it was her student, João. The two were talking softly and my heart shot when I heard the noise of the two boys kissing. The teacher was kissing her boyfriend, and his stick was long. Grazi used to sleep in her underpants, and when I smelled his bottle I knew that he should have put his underpants aside and should have had his hand between her legs. It was dark, so I could close my eyes and enjoy the scene. And that's what happened. My wife left the boy lying there and started sucking his. She sucked his head, stuck it together, licked the sack, and left that stick fully spiked. She leaned back to the boy, standing in front of me. She threw her butt back, raised her leg and opened the next lips of the bottle with her fingers, facilitating the penetration of the puppy's own. Before lovingly the boy began to suck his bottle in that position, and I could see her face in that new position. But I was still enjoying it. When she was almost shaking her hand, giving him a little whisper, she made a small gesture and accepted the bottle, and began to suck hers. She put her head together, licked the bag, and left that stick completely spiked. She leaned back with her back to the boy, facing me. She threw her bottle back, squeezing it with her leg up, and then she squeezed the bottle out of the bottle with her hand, and again. We don't look for people in fairy tales for sex, but if you want a friendship, an exchange of stories and confidences, feel free to write!