Take Tiffany back to the tent

Despite the wide spread out search for Jackson and Mark’s guilt about what happened the night before, there was nothing getting in his way of booking up with Tiffany.

The two skipped off back towards their campsite like a couple of giddy school kids. They didn’t know who was around there, if anyone and quite frankly, they didn’t really care. Mark was holding Tiffany’s hand so tight that their palms had both began to get a little sweaty. That didn’t bother either of them knowing more than just their hands were about to get sweaty.

Making it back to the campsite, everything seemed quiet. The fire wasn’t lit and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the wind outside, making the tree leaves rattle and shake.

“Hello?!” Tiffany called out as they stood in the middle of the campsite.

Again, there was no noise in reply.

“I think we’re alone,” Mark whispered.

It was fairly obvious to them both that everyone else was still out on the search, probably what they should still be doing right now. Tiffany turned to face Mark, putting her hands on his face and leaning in to kiss him. She pulled back after a quick smooch, “Good.”

The two then made their way into their own tent, quite easily the biggest of all of them. Tiffany tumbled in first with Mark slapping her backside as he made his way in after. They zipped up the tent and picked up where the left off in the woods, making out.

They laid on top of each other as Mark initiated more body contact, rubbing his hands in between her thighs, getting closer to her vagina from outside her track pants.

Together, the two made out with fiery passion, just like what they would do in the past.

As nice as the kissing may have been, it was time they turned things up a notch. Mark sat her up and grabbed the bottom of her hoodie, pulling it upwards until Tiffany could help him remove it off her own body. Her hair was tangled with the jumper as it came off her. Underneath, all she had on was a white sports bra that encased her small perky breasts.

She started to pull down his shorts as he grabbed her tits from the outside of her bra, squeezing roughly with the palm of his hands. As he slipped them inside the sports bra, sliding both hands up from the bottom of it, Tiffany was busy fishing out his throbbing erection.

Slowly she began to stroke him, firmly grasping his shaft. They began to kiss again, it felt just like the past, there was a sense that they were turning back the clock.

“I want to fuck you so badly…” he whispered to her, moving his lips to her neck.

She let out a moan before letting Mark move her body into the best position he wanted her in. Soon Tiffany was on her hands and knees as Mark began to pull down her grey track pants. They came off very quickly, sliding off her impressive ass.

“Put your phone light back on,” Mark told her as he managed to work the track pants completely off her legs.

Tiffany now wearing just a white thong and sports bra, looked behind her shoulder, “What for?”

“It’s so dark in here and I can barely get a good look at this fucking perfect ass,” he smirked, grabbing her right butt cheek firmly.

She giggled reaching to her right to pick up her phone. Tiffany clicked on the flashlight button before turning it over and shining it upwards towards the top of the tent. They could see each other much clearer now.

More importantly, he could see her pink juicy lips and puckered asshole as he pulled her white thong to the side. Without hesitating, he used his hand forward to rub her lips from the outside, getting a feel for how wet she was.

She hummed a very light moan as Mark’s fingers slipped inside her pussy.

Her warmth and wetness covered and coated his fingers. Right away, he knew she was extremely horny and ready for action tonight.

“Mmm… awhh Mark…” she responded to his finger work.

Mark responded to her noises by moving his fingers around inside at a quicker pace, using his thumb to rub her clit. He had her right where he wanted her, she was now completely vulnerable to him.

“Fuck me… Fuck me please,” she begged him.

There was nothing he wanted more than to get his own cock involved, he pulled his fingers out, licking them clean with his tongue before he started to stroke himself.

He moved right in, pressing the tip of his cock against her pussy. Mark slapped it against her a few times before he focused on inserting himself. He eased himself inside, using her wetness as lubrication as he entered.

“All the way… all the way in!” she begged him.

Mark smirked from behind her as he took a page out of Jess’s playbook, slowly right down to a halt, just half way inside her.

“Further?” he teased.

“God yes, further please!”

With a great big smile on his face, he pushed all the way in so that the base of his cock was pressing up against her. He would have liked to tease her for a little longer but he had to face it, he was just too horny to be a tease. Mark wanted to fuck her so badly and that’s exactly what he had planned on doing.

In the doggy style position, Mark had a firm grip on her hips as he thrusted in and out. It didn’t take long at all until they were fucking at full pace. He pounded her from behind that he didn’t even consider that the tent wasn’t very sound proof.

“AWH YESS!” she screamed out in front of him.

The brunette made sure to smack her ass right back against him, unaware of just how loud she was getting.

“Why are you so fucking hot!” Mark exclaimed as he punished her pussy from behind.

He was so focused and dialled in on the sounds of his pelvis crashing into Tiffany’s ass that he barely heard the unzipping of the tent behind them.

“Oh wait just a minute…” they heard Jess’s voice.

Stopping his thrusting, Mark threw his head back to see Jess there, her hands on her hips, a bit of a smirk on her face as she assessed the situation in front of her. Tiffany did the same, looking behind, her long brown hair almost touching the ground below her, Mark’s cock still inside her pussy. She half smiled, with red cheeks, a little embarrassed to be caught.