My nipples sc**** against the log, one is on smooth wood and the other is on bark. One takes a smooth tongue and the other takes the bites of teeth. ...I think if I looked down I would see that my labia has filled and puffed and now lie completely outside the knot. I have no doubt that slick wetness coats the knot and I stop rocking and begin to grind.There is a fine line between pain and pleasure and masturbating on a log it’s easy to cross over unexpectedly. A little pain can be a good. I wonder if it’s because I flirted with Marie first.“I’ll need to find a place like this for tomorrow night, with Marie,” I mentioned.She took my hand and moved it up her leg, very close to her Yoo-hoo. “Touch me, Richard —please touch me?”I was less than an inch from touching her panty I guessed and as I slipped my hand up—I felt flesh, specifically her pussy—holy crap, she’s not wearing any panties. Commando!As our food arrived, I pulled my hand away from her, saying ‘thank you’ for the food.. He was rubbing my clit in all the right ways, and made me feel so full with his fingers in both my holes, I knew I would cum soon. I could feel tears streaming out of the corner of my eyes as I choked on his dick. He was loving every minute of it. I tried to focus on what he was doing to my box so I could open my throat deeper for his cock. He began rubbing my clit right on the head and stroking the inside of my pussy with his fingers as he slid them in a out of me. In the moment his rock hard. I had to act just like a dog would and I found it was very easy to slip into that role. I liked pretending to be a dog. A bitch more accurately, I guess. I thought it was crazy and fucked up but I liked it anyway. "What the fuck?" I heard a voice say. It was a pleasant voice full of surprise and amusement. A man. An older man by the sound of it. That made me feel a it better knowing it was an older man. I was already beginning to feel much more comfortable with older men than men my own age who.