She groaned, and the excitement overcame her. I felt her juices running down my face, over my makeup. My painted lips brought her to the edge and she ...ell, writing and grunting, into her climax. I kept licking, until she threw herself off my face and lay next to me, panting. When she recovered, she flipped me over. “Not bad, for a sissy boi,” she said, “But now I get to fuck you. I want to bury my cock inside you and make you cum.” I turned over, and she pulled me onto my hands and knees. I. “Oh, my love, your cunny is so wet for me. I want to feel it convulse and wet my hand with its sweet juices. I want to taste you on my fingers you beautiful dark angel.” Margaret began grinding her wet bare cunny into my hip bone so that I could feel its juices run down over my stomach. “ See how wet I am for you my love, see how my little cunny weeps on your soft perfect skin.”The tension of Margaret’s fingers on my trapped clit grew more fevered. It was like nothing I had felt before and. "Oh Eric, you just say that to get into my panties," I giggled at him.I dropped my robe and put my arms around Eric's neck and gave him a sizzling kiss. Our tongues wrestled together for a few moments."Someone is a little over dressed," I whispered into his ear.While he shed his clothing, I pulled the bed sheets down and laid down in the bed waiting for him. We made mad passionate love, where we both sucked and fuck each other to exhaustion.As I laid in his arms, I said, "We have been doing. I ate all that I could and then I debated using my plastic bag to store my food. What a dilemma, food or water? I decided that I could stuff enough nuts and apples into my pockets to get me through the next day or two and headed out.That night I managed to fid a place under a tree with enough low branches to help shelter me from the cool night air.On the third day I was trying to catch a fish in a stream. I could see it but I just couldn’t manage to catch it when I heard a voice call out, “Use.