“Yes of course.” He replied, his dream altered by the thought of his wife riding him, her ass swallowing his prick as she knelt over his erection....She would control the fuck. This was her way of making the first time safe for her. The second would be different.It only took moments. The loops and the knots in the rope needed only to be tightened. He allowed her to tie him spread eagle on the bed, his prick like a flagstaff waiting for the flag. With a florish she pulled the last knots and he was. Her skirt was so severely slipped down at this point he could see her smoothly shaved pussy through her red thong but more importantly her full thighs, now both her breasts and beautiful thighs where revealed. She normally slept nude or in only underwear, but his orders where to have something he could cut off her body. He finally felt his cock released from his jeans as she pulled them down, he had let his foot off her hair now, clutching her jaw tightly as he began pulling her face up to his. Three more bois walk up to us, and like the others inquired what was so funny. I couldn't even respond, and just pointed towards the tent. After about three hours, things have finally settled down—at least on the outside. Blankenship had emerged from the tent, and had joined Andre and me still just sitting around drinking coffee. The rain continued it's performance, now saturating the grounds. 4-wheeling would be difficult now because they would just get stuck in the mud, and it was a bitch to. She still could not explain her sudden hunger for cock, because she still did not understand it. All she knew was her cunt was, almost overnight, on fire constantly, and she was having orgasms, beautiful orgasms. Exposing herself at the bank made no sense to her either, but she couldn’t deny it had made her excited. She still had the tendency to blush when she and Jimmy talked about fucking, but it wasn’t as bad as at first. Her son, over his surprise, showed only eagerness to keep fucking.