You want to get him nice and wet for you. He moans slightly, and you don't want him to cum quite yet so you back off your pace, and run your hand up h...s chest, and down to caress his balls. You look up and see that she is now kneeling next to him and they are kissing. They look down at you and you know you are finally going to get what you crave – a woman’s fingers inside of you feel good, but nothing can compare to the warm steel of a man. He moves down between your legs and rubs his cock. ..do you think you could pull your shirt up all the way?" he asked. He hoped he wasn't pushing this too far.Apparently he wasn't, as she rose to her elbows and pulled her shirt right off. "You too," she commanded, and then, very quickly, they were both naked.He watched as she returned to rubbing and tweaking her nipples, no longer limited by her shirt. These were the first real breasts he had ever seen, small compared to the women in porn, but beautiful. He had seen them pushing her shirts out,. She took a last trip to the outhouse and started to strip when she came back. George went out when she returned. When he came back, he zipped up the door to the tent. Then he moved the cots back apart and turned them on their sides. The sleeping bags spilled to the space between the cots. George sat down to take off his boots.“Why did you do that?” she asked. He made a shushing motion with his fingers to his lips. Stripped, he took his pajamas into the sleeping bag with him. She got into her. ."I'm going to count-"I'll be good! I'll do it!" When he had counted, Vinnie was always half asecond from exploding.Vanessa was there again. You know what to say, how to say it. But first,you need something suitable. Look in the air vent."I broke it," he muttered, stumbling to fall on his knees.I know you did, bitch. I replaced it.He found it. The plastic phallus was as big as he had been when he wasstill a man. "Oh, god, please-"God is punishing you, bitch. Get used to it. Now back in the.