Tuesday, Mom called Sylvia and arranged for our dinner party to be Thursday night. We had to hustle and I had to spend some time on the PowerPoint, bu... we seemed all together.Carol helped get the dinner together. They both wore butt hugging lowrider jeans, heels, and a top that had cleavage and left about four inches of exposed belly. I think Carol may have talked Mom into the jeans but there would be lots of folks trying to talk her out of them. I wanted to feel the bellies. The table looked. By the time the women were ready, I had managed to get some of the almost-dry wood to catch from the banked coals and stacked wet wood around the dry, so the rest of our group could cook breakfast.The first creek we came to was wider than we’d seen lately, but only two or three feet deep and the bottom was solid. At the second creek, something caught my ear over the noise of the water, and I turned Lightning upstream. About a hundred yards upstream was a muddy area surrounded by heavy. If I move my mouth closer I can poke my tongue out and run it over your stiffening shaft. Just like this. You like that, don't you? If I rest my hand just here, I can feel the heat from your balls, and gently caress them. Perhaps it's time to take things to the next level. No, don't move, I like you like this. I like to be in charge, just once in a while. I kneel just here, my face so close to your growing erection, my eyes on yours, my wet lips hungry for you. I know you can't see them, but my. ..”I fall back down. The vibes are still in me, soothing pleasure now.A minute later, I get up, undo the cuffs. I slowly pull out the vibes, the anal plug making me have a tiny orgasm that almost brings me back down again. Fumbling for the camera, I stop recording, then I take my blindfold off.I sort of passed out for a few minutes before getting up and getting the laptop. From my bed I download the movie from the camera to the laptop. I format it and then send it to him. I fell back to.