The door faced the hallway. As we walk down the hall you can hear different movies playing in some of the rooms. I wanted so bad to peak at who and wh...t was going on in the rooms. We go in our little room and close the door. The movie is playing. There was a little bench seat. We sit. I'm looking around. I see a Kleenex dispenser on the wall and a trash can in the corner. I think, how funny, they come in here and jerk off. I peaked in the trash can, it was empty. I think I felt a little. He gave her a smile and nodded, brushing her hair back. "Tastes great, doesn't it? That's your flavor imprinted in my soul."Releasing his finger, she blushed a bit, a little shy at their level of intimacy, guests or no. "Personally, I think you taste better," she teased. To prove her point, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, needing to feel him against her in any way she could. And knowing he could taste her essence on her tongue sent another tremor of desire straight to her core.He. Her fear of harm had also subsided but she was still apprehensive about what will happen. Will he harm her after fucking me? Will he set upon her next? The answer was soon coming. He moved over to Helen and embraced her in his mighty paws, threw her onto the floor of his den and before she had time to scream his huge prick was once more forced into her cunt. He must have had good powers of recovery because after fucking her for only a short time he again stiffened and filled her with his cum. I called Brenda and told her to ride up with Frank and Debbie and that I would see her in the morning. The big emergency at work turned out to have a fifteen-minute solution and by seven o'clock I was on the road making the hour and twenty minute drive to the cabin.The south wall of the cabin is all stone and is built around the fireplace. The way the cabin sits you have to park thirty feet away and walk up a slight rise to get to the door and since the south wall has no windows no one knows.