She'd had plenty of lovers but now she realized you couldn't always find a ready and willing man to make love to you when you were horny and hot to tr...t and needed a big thick cock filling your pussy. That's what her dildos and battery-powered vibrators could provide nearly anytime she needed to get off.On one particular afternoon, Samantha had been fighting the horny need to masturbate and get herself off good all day long. She finally got off work and drove home, getting inside the front door. Fortunately for us, the parking lot was basically empty. We watched the required video of what to do and promised the Ranger that we were not packing any cans into the wilderness. We looked at a few displays in the center, and then proceeded on our way.Ron slowly pulled his vehicle onto a gravel parking lot located near a narrow creek. This was the designated spot where our permit allowed us to enter the BWCA. Ron got out, stretched, and then proceeded to undo the homemade tie downs that held. ‘But if you’re really good you don’t need to use anything,’ I continued. We kept going back and forth with vaguely veiled food analogies for a while, discussing spices, pie and whip cream and how variety keeps things interesting. ‘Just all this talk of food is making me big,’ I texted. It was but it wasn’t my already slightly pudgy stomach I was really referring too. Something else was getting a bit larger while we continued to chat. ‘Why not chow down?’ asked Cathy. I didn’t respond, not. Mikaela turned around and noticed the time to be close to three o'clock already as she took a JR train to the address, located in a block of apartments in Roppongi. It was a nice area, though not what she expected for a studio - then again Tokyo was highly condensed so maybe it was all he could get. Mikaela took the lift to the second highest level of the floor, walking to the door as she gave a knock on number '799'. "Come in, it is open."Mikaela grabbed for the door handle, opening it slowly.