The Morning After

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would shift or lean over to pour some more wine, and when she did that her legs would stray wide enough that her pink inner folds would peel open to reveal what appeared to be an ever present hint of moisture.
    Kenny could still taste her. Her sweet scent filled his senses and he constantly fought with the urge to ignore her husband and dive in for another frenzied taste of her nectar.
    ****
    Wairangi and Fiumu eventually started back to camp. Mira saw them in the distance and she pulled her bikini bottoms back on. She remained topless though and when they stopped for a chat she sat with her chest proudly forward and her shoulders back.
    The guys only stayed for a few minutes though. They were hungry and asking if there was anything left over from lunch. And cooking was one of Kenny’s jobs so he went with them and organized food, then he began preparations for dinner.
    Mira and Simon went to find Max. Apparently there were some species of parrot that were likely to be found feeding late in the afternoon, which he wanted to show them.
    The three guys were playing cards when they returned. Max and Simon went into the hut to check out the photographs Max had taken that day. They left Mira but she kept her distance. Her clothes were still hanging on the line and she busied herself taking them down and folding them. She had on another little dress that time. It was pink and quite short. It was also sort of clingy and they could see her nipples easily enough.
    The clothesline was two strands of wire between a couple of trees. One strand was fairly low, and she'd taken everything from that one. The other was a bit higher and when she reached for the first item the hem of her dress lifted and revealed those puffy little lips and that tiny strip of hair once more.
    She took down a few of the items while facing the men. She didn't look over but she also didn't bother to tug her dress back down each time she lowered her arms. And for the last few items she turned and bent with straight legs to carefully place the folded clothing on top of the pile and pat it down.
    The little show soon ended though and the guys went back to playing cards. And the next time they saw Mira was at dinner where she sat quietly by her husband - still wearing the little pink dress and her nipples were firm and on nicely on display.
    Clearing the table after dinner, Kenny had a chance to look into her lap and found that she was sitting with her dress hiked up a bit and her bare ass on the wooden seat, and as he leant in over her shoulder to collect her plate he was treated to another quick glimpse of her pussy.
    And they had a fire that night as it was a bit cool. Mira sat on a folded towel, leaning back against her husband's legs. They drank and laughed, and they enjoyed another show with her dress around her hips and her legs restless and quite often opening to reveal that puffy little gash in the warm fire light.
    ****
    That night all was silent in the hut. Kenny could see that the other three men were still awake. They were actually in the living area of the hut, spread around the floor. Mira and Simon had the bed of course, but it was an old iron bed with noisy springs.
    They began to slowly squeak. It seemed he was fucking her with long, fluent strokes, and occasionally her uneven breath would end in a soft little moan.
    That seemed to go on and on for ages but his thrusts gradually lost their fluency and their bodies could then be heard slapping together.
    Kenny’s hand was closed around his cock but he just squeezed and listened to Mira being fucked hard behind the curtain. Her moans became more audible and when she went into orgasm her voice broke and a sharp little scream pierced the thick, salty air.
    Her husband was completely silent but he was suddenly still and Kenny knew he was unloading.
    ****
    Kenny was up before dawn the next morning preparing breakfast. Max was there waiting and Wairangi and Fiumu soon wandered from the hut. Simon also came

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