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"Where did Claire go?" Gina wondered from the sleeping bag spread on the forest floor."Chasing a squirrel behind a bush?" Kyle kissed his wife's sticky lips. "You taste like her.""You would know," Scooter mused, petting Gina's exposed mound."What do I taste like?" On her back, Gina opened her brown thighs for Scooter to take a sample."Pineapple?""I ate some for breakfast!""Let me try." Kyle crawled next to Scooter to shar...