Murphy climbs into the tent that 10k and Mack set up for him. "I'm gonna take a nap. Wake me up when this is all over," he calls out as he crawls into the tent. He lays down on his back for a minute before he hears a voice at the front of the tent. He lifts his head to see a blonde-haired lady in blue overalls holding a pie on her knees at the tent's entrance. He pokes his head out to see 10k standing not too far away. "Scram, kid," he says to 10k, who turns to look at him with a scowl. The kid shakes his head before walking off to sit with Mack and Doc. She lets out a throaty giggle as she enters the tent with the pie in hand. She sets it down next to him before zipping up the tent behind her. She picks up the pie and digs out a piece with her bare hands before shoving it toward his drooling mouth. He takes a big bite of this delicious mess of goo and crust. "Holy fuck," he mumbles out as the flavors practically cum into his mouth. "This is the best thing I've ever tasted," he says with a moan. She smiles wide. "It's blueberry," she whispers seductively before taking a bite of a piece herself. She's making direct eye contact as she licks the side of the piece and takes a bite. The syrup gets all over her mouth and the top of her nose.
Murphy stares at her mouth as she licks up the syrup from her mouth and fingers. Murphy eats two more pieces before she leans in and kisses him hungrily. They both taste like blueberry pie. Their tongues dance the tango in her mouth, the syrup acting as more of a delicious lubricant. It's wow... Murphy needed this for all his troubles.
When she pulls away, she licks her lips again, savoring his taste. "You're sure a wild one," Murphy says, a little nervous but turned on nonetheless. She giggles again. "Oh, daddy. You've not seen anything yet," she says, trailing her fingers down his scared chest. Murphy lets out a gasp, afraid she's going to be disgusted by them. She kisses the scar closest to his collarbone before pushing him to the ground. He lets out a sigh of relief when she doesn't run, seeing his scars. He hits the ground with a thud before she's on top of him again. Murphy doesn't care to look away. She kisses and licks each scar on his torso before getting to his belt. She quickly undoes it before unzipping his pants with her teeth. He stares at her with amazement and fear.
His dick bounces out from his jeans and almost hits her face. Murphy's eyes widen in shock before she looks at it hungrily. She licks up from the base and to the tip, where she puts her lips all over the head sloppily. She looks like a dog doing this, but hey. Who is he to complain about a blow job? She slobbers all over the shaft while bobbing her head up and down. Her work is too rushed, but it feels good. Her teeth sometimes catch the foreskin, but it's never for too long. Murphy doesn't really mind, but it does hurt every now and again.
When she pulls off of his dick, she makes eye contact before clashing her teeth together lightly. Murphy's heart is racing in his chest. She... he won't admit that aloud. It scares him, but in a way that keeps him from pushing her out of the tent. He hopes that she won't bite him.
She eyes him seductively as she undoes her overalls. The straps fall down with ease, and her big breasts are exposed. Murphy can't remember the last time he's seen nipples that weren't the undead. He stares at them, and she smirks even wider. She completely takes off her overalls to reveal that she was, in fact, not wearing anything under it. Murphy lets a shaky breath watching her beautifully curved body move in front of him. She crawls up to him, baring her teeth playfully. She dives in for a hungry kiss and not a bite like Murphy, though. Murphy reaches a hand up and touches her smooth, warm back. She pulls back a little and says, "Touch me all over." She dives in to kiss him again. This time, Murphy cups her soft breasts with both hands. He massages them with his fingers, and she moans into his mouth.
He hasn't been with a lady since his... ex-girlfriend. She was...amazing, beautiful, and supportive. Well, she was until she found some douchebag named Jack.
He circles her nipple before pressing on it. She jerks away from him suddenly. Thinking he's done something wrong, he puts his hands in defense. The blonde-haired lady takes his dick in her right hand and goes back far enough to hover over the top of it. He just stares at her with lidded eyes, his heart rate calming just a little. She presses the tip to her wet crotch. She finds the hole and pushes herself down onto him. Murphy lets out a groan as the warm wetness envelopes his dick. When she sinks down enough, he looks down to watch her. She's bottoming out. "Careful there, sweetheart," he says. She smiles devilishly at him. "Oh, I'm perfectly fine, daddy. Been preparing for this since I saw you," she says. He looks at her, confused for a few seconds. Murphy then gets what she just said. She'd been preparing for this since she saw him.
'Oh wow...'
She begins moving up and down on his dick. He guides her hands and holds them as she bounces on top of him. "There you go, fuck. Don't stop," Murphy groans out. The blonde lady lets out a moan of her own. "Ugh! I haven't felt this good in so long," she says.
'Just how long is long,' he thinks.
She bounces up and down on him until he gets the bright idea to help. He positions his feet in a sturdier way so he can bounce her up and down himself. She loves this idea. She giggles with glee that he's also enjoying this. "Ugh, yes. I knew you had it in you," she moans out. "Oh yes, I do," he says, letting out a chuckle. She lets out go of his hands and puts them onto her thighs. Murphy moves his hands to her waist, where he massages them. She loves this. Her head rolls back, exposing her bare neck to him. Murphy fights the urge to sink his teeth into that juicy, unattended flesh. It's like her neck is pulsating. Just calling him to bite it...
He shakes away that thought before moving his fingers down more. His thumbs find themselves in her wet vagina. They push down to touch the nub of the ureter. She squirms around on top of him. "Yes, harder, faster. My, you're good with your hands," she says, looking down at him with pure lust-filled eyes. Murphy licks his lips. His eyes roll back in his head as he nears his end. This isn't even close to his best time for lasting during sex, but don't blame him. It's been a long time since he's been laid.
They both get too caught up in the rhythm of each other's bodies to remember to pull away.
Murphy shoots his load, and the blonde-haired lady bites her lip, feeling every bit of that painting her insides. She lets out a final moan of her own. Looking down at him, she leans down to meet his lips once again. She plants them onto his, and they kiss with more teeth than tongue. When she pulls away, she pulls off of him slowly. Liquids fluid out of her, but she couldn't care less. They seep onto the tent's bottom, but Murphy doesn't care either. It's not his tent, anyway. She gets dressed. "Don't happen to have a cigarette on you, doll?" Murphy asks. The blonde smirks and reaches down into her pocket to pull out two cigarettes. She gives them to him, and she lights one for him.
He takes a drag and puffs it out like a dragon. "You are truly an angel from heaven, darling," he says. She smiles happily.
This is when they hear a voice. It's Doc. "Okay, folks, time to get going." He unzips the tent from the side to see her snacking on some leftover pie and Murphy smoking a cigarette. "Time to go, darling," Doc says to the blonde-haired lady. She giggles, gets up, and waves goodbye to him. "Thought she'd never leave," Murphy says before taking another drag.