I approved and got on the motorcycle.The wind was so warm and everything felt eliberating. The sunset was amazing, everything felt… perfect. We sudd...nly stopped near a forest. It sounds like a horror movie, but I was so content (or maybe too drunk) I din’t even care why. The girl and the other biker said “Brb” and disappeared in the forest, holding just a blanket. I knew what was going to happen between them. I’ve only seen it in the movies, read about it in magazines but I knew they were going. The wind took my screams away, so I ran, feet churning the snow, and when I fell I got back up and ran again. Eric caught me halfway and pulled me with him into the house. The wind picked up stronger than ever and for the first time I heard the words in it: The wind was calling my name.Eric slammed the door and locked it. I sat on the rug, looking at my hands; I didn’t feel any pain. I felt tranquil. I thought about what I’d heard about hypothermia victims, how at some point they just give up. Her sexy pussy winking at me, I light the matches provided and set the leaves on fire and replace the lid. Job finished she beckons me over to her with a wag of her finger, still doing that thing with her legs. My dick is very hard right now, and I’m pissed off I can’t get it out today, but it’s Diana’s turn to be pleased. I return to her, standing in front of her, her legs are clamped shut.“Will we be okay out here? Won’t somebody see?” I inquire, worried about the neighbors.“This is my. The she told me it was milking time and a hand grabbed my cock and proceeded to wank me. For some reason it felt different. I just assumed it was because of the whipping and the butt plug still up me. I duely shot my load and she remarked that it was a reasonable sample but not up to my usual standards. The plug was removed and she wiped my cock with a tissue but did it in a manner that was rough. Looking sternly at me she said "I expected better from you today with all your extra treats" I.