Pointing to a moist spot, she said, “I think you’re ready for each other now.”I nodded and returned to Tammy and Al. Tammy had reached under and...was stroking Al’s cock while she licked him. I tapped her on the shoulder and told her, “I’ll take it from here.” I got behind Al again and lined my cock up with his asshole. I went more slowly this time, and Al was more relaxed, so I got in fairly easily. I went in and out, deliberately at first.After about the third time, Al let out a sigh of. Kay’s body slumps down on me for a few seconds before her composure is gained again. Kay gets off the bed looking down at me and tells me “don’t even think that you are done with me yet”. Cece squats over my face looking toward my feet. She spreads her ass wide and Kay tells me to lick her asshole. Not being in a position of power, I didn’t want to disappoint. As my tongue flicks in and out of her ass, Kay straddles me, placing her hands on hips and grinds her pussy in to me. Kay leans in,. I did not have a cock in my ass. I also realized that no one was there to help me by saying the trigger word. I knew I did not need anyone else as long as I said my fuck chant 10 times and did both holes at the same time. All this because I woke up horny as hell from the night before. I needed to climax bad.All the fucking I gave myself did was make the craving in my cunt stronger. I knew that as long as no one was there to say the trigger word, I would have to do my fuck chant and use my. We decided we needed a change of scenery. We rented a cottage in the Great Smokey Mountains in Gatlinburg Tennessee. The cottage was a log cabin with roughhewn timbers on the outside while the inside was smooth and modern. It had a front porch that overlooked the forest and at night we could see the lights from Dollywood in Pigeon Forge. We spent the first few days hiking in the forest and mountains. In the evening we'd eat at the Gatlinburg Trout House and fall asleep by ten. We were well.