She pulled me on top of her and said to me, “Idhar udhar hath kyu de rahe ho. Jo ghusana hai jaldi ghusao.”I tried to push my penis into her pussy...but it would not go in as I did not know where the love hole was in her pussy.She guided my penis into her vagina, and finally, my penis plunged into a watery hole, soft, warm – it seemed like I was in heaven.She held me tight as I started ramming her as she exclaimed – “Are bapre.. Kitna lamba lund hai tera”. Possibly it did not last even two. She did check the first aid kit again."Frigging men," she said to the silent camp.How long in history did women sit around waiting for men to come back, just as she was? Looking towards the sky, she realized there was lots of time before dark. Screw it. Unless he brought back smaller game, she'd be making tonight's dinner out of what they'd brought with them. She dug into the cooler and began making a small stew. She hated waiting, for anything. This was insane.The air was cooling. The sounds. I don't know how much she does on her own. Sometimes, she and I do masturbate together. I'm delighted to do things to her, but she's hesitant if she feels she can't reciprocate."I know that she thinks of you both intellectually and sexually. You might be able to get her through some fears. She's sensitive about her appearance." Before we go down there, we need to put on our green berets."Carissa, known as Hazel when not in her French Maid outfit, met us at the door, smiling. "She's really. It's just that it itches so much. Jamie, could you come over and see if there is a bite there?"As he came over, she moved the G-string to one side and took his finger and placed it really close to her now fully exposed cunt. "Can you feel it? There is a little lump there. Be a Darling and scratch it for me."Jamie began to rub his finger just where Mums thigh met with her snatch. "Ahhh Jamie, that feels real nice. You've got nice hands. It's also itchy a bit further in. Can you give that a rub.