Behave, she thought laughing!Jamie reached for her worn Terry cloth robe. She hesitated. Then she rummaged through her closet. She found the pink sati... robe she was looking for. It was part of a role play outfit John had given her many Valentine’s Days ago. It included an impossibly tiny thong and a shelf bra.She found the thong and slipped into it. The tiny triangle of cloth disappeared into her labia. Well, she thought, I HAVE gained a few pounds! She slipped out of it, realizing the thong. I would have to use that for our reclaiming sex later, to make even more thrilling for both of us.“We’re mostly monogamous, but he likes to fuck his ex-boyfriend now and then, so I don’t sweat that. Sure, he’s a threat, but if Merv leaves, he leaves. If he stays with me, good. There’s no point fighting something that just comes naturally. That’s why I stopped fighting who I am and told myself, ‘What’s worse, getting some grief over doing what you love, or living in quiet desperation, as Thoreau. She starts the engine of the 4x4, listening to the purr of the engine. With a quick look sideways, she turns the 4x4 in the direction of the gate. Picking up her short distance radio, she quietly informs their office of their departure. She drives carefully to the waterhole where they will be watching the animals come for an early morning drink from inside hide shelters, specially put up for the purpose. Reaching the hide shelters, she divides the tourists into different groups, helping them. Her screaming turned into moans the more I worked her asshole. As I was pumping her, I had grabbed her breasts for leverage making each subsequent thrust harder and harder. I soon cummed filling her asshole. She was panting with her hand on her forehead as I laid down beside her feeling up her thigh. Within a few minutes I was rock hard again and wanted her pussy. She was on her back next to me this time half awake, still taking in the ass fuck I had just given her. I got on my knees between.