Coming out here was such a great idea, Jake thought. No worrying about a ranger busting them like in that national park last month. Everyone smokes. Can't they just admit weed will be legal everywhere soon enough and stop harassing people who are minding their own business?
Of course the other plus was plenty of private time for him and Shelly. Shame Arron couldn't get Becca to come along, but he was so high last night it didn't look like he minded.
"Babe, I gotta take a leak" Jake whispered, feeling the need to rid himself of some of last night's beers. His only answer was soft snoring. Shelly would definitely be waking up with a hangover.
Stepping out of their tent, Jake heard a noise that made him look toward Arron's tent. He stopped to listen and thought he heard gasps and moans coming from inside. Judging from the activity, Becca had decided to make the trip out after all! Strange that there wasn't another car out here. Maybe she hitched a ride?
"Yes, yes, fuck yes....OH GOD yes give it to me!"
Damn, Jake thought, he hadn't realized Becca was so vocal. She was loving that cock. There was just enough moonlight that he could see shadows moving in the tent. Arron had her bent over and was pounding hard as she wailed in pleasure. Suddenly, Arron seized up and thrust hard into Becca, holding himself there as she moaned and went limp.
What a show that was! Jake was thinking maybe he should try and wake Shelly up for some action but before he could act on that thought, a large man who was definitely NOT Arron crawled out of the tent. The smile he gave Jake was strangely predatory.