I was lost in thought and admiration and had forgotten that I’d just woken up after a night of drinking around the campfire. I had that problem that...every man gets every morning of his life. I had to pee. Badly. And my automatic bodily reaction was screaming that to me. My morning wood was already firmly pressed against Chris’ back, and I so badly wanted not to move, but it was starting to become a little painful. It felt so comfy nestled up against him, yet it was aching more than most other. ”“No tail,” Gabrielle corrected, sipping from her own glass. “He was a kind of composite of various Devil mythologies.”“If you say so.” Pandora rolled her eyes, refilled her glass and reclined back into the beanbag.“He was,” Gabrielle insisted. “The satyr was a creature from Greek myth, but in the Christian tradition it became viewed as demonic, what with it having a perpetual erection and all. So the whole Fallen Angel idea got combined with the horny goat. Only in my dream he was a bit more…. Pulled back and i saw that monster cock this guy had. He leaned in close and said "You liked that didn't you bitch?". I just reached out with both hands and took that cock and put in my mouth again and started sucking and jerking it with both hands. This thing was truly massive, I couldn't help myself. I proceeded to suck him off for the second time which took about 30 minutes. At the end he gave me more under my nose and fucked my face, just like he did the first time. I couldn't believe i. They had them in black and nude.I went into the changing room, undressed, and put on the panties for the pink lace corset. I picked up the corset and realized that it closed in the back with hooks and eyes. I needed help with this. I held the corset over my front and went to join Roger. I had to walk across the store to where he was seated in front of the mirrors.“I need help getting into this.”I stood in front of the mirrors, and he hooked up the back.I turned to look at my front and sides in.