We were matched up with Tony, a short, stocky man whose body was covered with dark curly hair from his chest down to his crotch. He seemed to have a p...rpetual frown on his face, and didn't say much, but what I at first took for dislike turned out to be shyness. He had the body of a wrestler who had gone somewhat to seed, muscle turning to fat, but he carried it well, and his stamina was the stuff of legend. Limp, his cock almost disappeared into the thatch of his pubes, just the head showing,. Smiling, I walk towards the bathroom.There's something so sensual about walking through my house in nothing but my panties. I feel relaxed as I start running hot water into the sink, letting it fill to the brim with steaming water. Gently, I use a cloth to wash my face. It's deliciously hot, and I think of your hot breath on my skin as I run the cloth slowly down my neck.A drop of water escapes the cloth and makes it's way slowly down my neck and onto my breast. I like it. Squeezing the cloth,. Up for some walking?"Abigail yawned and nodded. "Sure. Wait! Won't the bears be active soon?" Exactly. Think Abigail! When the bears are the most dangerous, where would you rather be? Mobile and in control of your environment, or a fixed target waiting to be ambushed?"Abigail blinked at me and sat up. "No contest! Let's get going!"My wife quickly got up and dressed before going out to relieve herself. But when she poked her head outside the tent she exclaimed, "Snow!" Yeah, there was a burst of. A drop of moisture formed at its little hole.“Uummmmmm! Henry woke with a smile.“I’m sorry.” Candy jerked her hand away and looked up at him.Henry kissed her and said, “It’s OK, Baby. Please, don’t stop.”Candy replaced her hand and slowly stroked Henry’s cock. She laid her head on his chest and watched as more drops of moisture leaked from the little hole in its head.Henry was patting and squeezing her butt and lower back with one hand. With the other, he stroked the hair on Candy’s head. When.