Reading my mind, she says, ‘Next time, we save the anal till after the hike is over.’ But we both laugh. Luckily it wasn’t much further to the t...p. In a few minutes the trees become fewer and the rocks become more plentiful. We both are walking much better, now. (Must try harder next time) Giving each other hands when going over the tougher spots. Tired and out of breath, we reach the top. Soaking in the amazing view of the valley below and birds circling below us. We drop our camels and go. Having two partners to live for and share all the good things in life made everything more bearable. Sally kept him sane with her spontaneity; Katie kept him resolute with her pragmatism. Both were voracious sexual partners who knew no bounds and kept him full of vim and vigor.Life was meaningless if he couldn’t share it with someone. When a person is alone in the world without anyone to look out for them, their will to survive is fragile. Caring or being cared for gives a person the reason and. She looked like an all american girl.I could dance thanks to Mom and my sisters. For a big guy I was light on my feet.“You are the best dance partner I have ever had. You must still be sober.”“I wont be as soon as you let me go.”“You just signed the- dance until you die- warrant.”I gave her a big sigh and stayed on the dance floor.A slow waltz began to play and she pressed her body to mine.“When you crushed me to death today, did you enjoy it?”“No, I thought I had a demented woman in my. I then felt with some relief fingers beginning to rub lubricant on my arse, then pushing into my hole mixing the lubricant with the cum still seeping from me. There was no gentle rubbing of the lubricant I was finger-fucked roughly by two, then three fingers in preparation for what I was going be fucked by. Then the head of the strap-on was pushed against my arse, it felt even larger against the smaller hole of my arse as it pushed harder against me. I really thought it was too much to take but.