A rambling sound echoed in the distance and the rising voices of people can be heard from the tent. Derek stopped and listened intently to the din, but Mila had already climaxed, showering his fingers with her juices as she ground her p***y into his unmoving fingers. "Oh my God, ohhhh..." Mila cried in exultation against her arms, sucking it amidst the incredible pleasure of her climax.
The voices from outside drew nearer.
Mila swiftly pulled her panty up and mopped the sweat on her forehead. Derek wiped the visible traces of his own pre c*m on the surface of his slacks.
Heavy footfalls were approaching the tent. Derek said from behind her ear, "You owe me one, bad girl."
Mila was still shaking with her orgasm when a voice called out from outside of the tent, "Dr. Smith, are you there?
