The other third which Jake and I are knelt in is carpeted the length of the tent by a lush black fur rug. Zipping the tent flap closed, Jake then slid...s past me and gets a towel out of his bag.“Sorry, only got the one, so we’ll have to share.” He says handing me the towel.“Thanks Jake.” I say smiling. I watch Jake pull the cover of an electric heater as I sit on the rug and dry myself.“This is an amazing tent Jake.” I tell him as I watch him nakedIn seconds I can feel warm air coming from the. I would be lying if I didn’t say that the forbidden aspect wasn’t sexy but she didn’t need that. She was delicious with legs that were long and toned and breasts that stood out firm. Her dark brown hair was down and framed her face.“You needed this?” She held out the book. I nodded yes. “You like pinups?” Her words were not slurred but I could tell she was feeling loose from the drinking.“I do.” She nodded and walked out, slowly. Her father definitely did not need to know about this.After she. It was dark but I had walked these alleys enough to know my way around. I could feel my ass tensing as I quickly rushed through the alley, as I turned the corner I stumbled and dropped bag. As I reached down to pick it up flashing my now soaking pussy and the hard, cold steel plug in my ass, I heard something behind me. I rose back up standing straight; I could feel my skirt stuck on my ass cheeks still displaying my ass. I gulped and went to turn around, but before I could turn a strong. It took me a while to recognize that I was taking advantage of her since she would do anything I wanted. She didn't care if she had an orgasm as long as I seemed to be satisfied.The relationship between me and Janine had been strictly sexual. It was Sandra who introduced me to the French kiss. Anyway, as I've already said in the previous story, I began to get emotionally involved with Sandra. Instead of a quickie for me in the barn or wherever, I began to reciprocate and always made sure she.