They didn't recognize me anymore, which meant theywere all over me.I got a soda from the fridge, having to step on my tiptoes to read theglasses. I c...uldn't even see the stuff on the top shelf, which meant Iwas definitely going to have to get a step stool or something. It wasembarrassing, but fortunately nobody else was in the room with me. I hadmade mental notes of lots of things I was going to have to buy.After I poured my drink, I ventured into the living room, and sat on theloveseat. . "Reckon we should camp here sallY?". I shake my head trying to disslodge the thoughts of him lying beside me, In a small cramped tent but i can't. "Yeah here will do fine i say through a jagged cough, As i try to clear my head. It's nearlly dusk. The light is fading between the green canopies of the trees as the sun starts to set and a insect buzzes nearby. "i'll go collect some firewood then while you set up the tent" . I wander away swamped by a million thoughts. One of which is how im going. "I'm sure this is what you were after, huh? She said sarcastically.She pressed me between the door and herself. My cock made contact with her wet gash, but did not enter. Her tits felt like pillows, their soft heaviness resting in my hands. I placed my lips to her left nipple and suck it. As I sucked her tits, she undid my belt and placed her hands around my rather hard cock. I quickly removed my shirt and pants.Shannon placed a towel on the floor and laid down on it. She spread her legs wide. For the first couple of times, this had all been done for a recording andnothing else - or so he'd been told. But since then he'd worked withKatja's laptop, exchanging messages with what was clearly a liveaudience, taking requests and thanking the hidden watchers when theytipped him. Katja Insisted that the clientele for his performance wasboth limited and discreet. But he wasn't so sure, about the former at anyrate. He was getting a lot of messages, and the amounts that seemed to beticking up.