I looked down his body, admiring the muscles flexing in his tight back, watching as the globes of his ass raised and lowered, feeling his cock moving ...n me as he did it.His whispered words were getting to me. I was his pussyboy. He was a real man who was fucking me. I was there to please him, to be used by him. I would give up my mouth or ass whenever and however he wanted. I was his full time bitch, his white pussyboy. I lay there on my back, taking in these words and thoughts just as I was. The trail wound up a mountain stream valley and out to a grassy plateau, elevation about 11,000 feet. Roy walked behind Sam and enjoyed her fine tight ass swaying rhythmically … he found himself losing track of where he was on the normally familiar trail. They walked for 40 minutes and came upon a clearing with a view back down the valley they’ve climbed. The trees getting larger as they climbed… some of the Douglas firs reaching 5 feet in diameter. They sat together on a large, smooth,. “Tell me, please,” I said, shooting for an air of polite interest.“You want a list?” she asked, pulling back and looking at me.“Well, no,” I said. Yes, please, I thought.“Um...what did you like the most?” I asked. She smiled slightly at that and laid back down on my shoulder.“This,” she said, sliding her hands up and down my back before letting them fall to rest on my hips.“You like the snuggling afterward,” I said. “My wife, too.”Mentioning my wife might have been a miscalculation, but I. The low light and the fact that her powerful thighs were blocking it didn't help. Still, I thrust out my tongue and began to lick her gently all over that area. She sat still on my face, her sexy ass over my nose, initially, letting me learn her anatomy just a bit, then she began to rock slowly back and forth across my tongue. I continued to attempt to lick her with my tongue. After several minutes of this, she hmppppphd audibly, lifted herself from my face, bent over and said "Just hold your.