Diane had baked a cake and smiled as she carefully placed it in a tin. She busied herself by placing everything in the dishwasher and then heading ups...airs to get herself ready. She showered and fixed her shoulder-length brown hair. Next she applied some discreet make-up before opening her wardrobe, smiling as she pulled out the clothes she was looking for. She pulled on a pair of white cotton knickers and sat on her bed while she slipped on a pair of dark tights. Next, she carefully put on her. "Oh no you caught me!" I screamed. "Better kiss me then I guess." I pretended to kiss someone and realized how turned on I was, rolling around on the bed, the bra and thong rubbing against my skin.I lifted my plaid skirt up and rubbed my cock through the leather fabric. "Oh yeah baby, rub my pussy you dirty boy." I whispered to myself. My cock was rock hard and I quickly began stroking it through the fabric. I had never been this turned on and could feel my cock about to burst. Before I could. Until it was, we were effectively cut off from the outside world, trapped in our little part of the world.The day that the storm finally let up, I was actually pleased, as I am sure most others were. With the exception of going out to answer natures call, most people would have been indoors the entire time, and while I had this large tent to myself, others would not be so fortunate. I dressed as warmly as I could, and slogged my way through the deep snow to town. It was an effort to say the. His face buried into her snatch, his tongue began to force it's way inside her pussy. Her lips parted like the red sea, allowing him entry to pleasure the waves within her deep ocean.He could taste the gentle waterfall as her sweet honey trickled upon his tongue. The inner walls of her flesh was soft to the touch, his tongue caressed along the sides causing her thighs to squirm at his touch."Ooh... Oh God... yes!" she moaned, lost in the translation of him performing his own sexual act upon her.