"Where did Claire go?" Gina wondered from the sleeping bag spread on the forest floor. "Chasing a squirrel behind a bush?" Kyle kissed his wife's sticky lips. "You taste like her." "You would know," Scooter mused, petting Gina's exposed mound. "What do I taste like?" On her back, Gina opened her brown thighs for Scooter to take a sample. "Pineapple?" "I ate some for breakfast!" "Let
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