We were inside the tent, the cool night air gently breezing inside. The stars shone brightly and the moon cast a lovely glow as she sat on the mattres.... “Come here, Sam,” she purred. My cock was twitching inside the my boxers. Her heavy breasts had my cock stirring all night long. When I saw her in just the flannel shirt, I ached to be between her heavenly asscheeks, to cum hard between her sinfully delightful tits. The whole day, my hands had roamed and caressed at her curves, savoring her. . Okay, I'll tell him tonight ... We leave Sunday night and get back Thursday evening ... I still don't like this ... Yes, you too." I heard Laura hang up the phone carefully. Laura came into the living room from the kitchen and sat in the chair next to the couch. I heard a sigh then she ran to the bedroom and I heard her sobbing.What the hell is going on? Why is she crying? This makes no sense to me. I'm the one who's hurt; I should be the one crying, not her. Is she having second thoughts?. Her waist was still presentable due to the daily workouts she accomplished with gritted teeth each and every morning. Her bum was a bit large due to sitting on it a good portion of the day but that was part of the job.Helen pulled up her pleated skirt and then eased her half-slip down to her ankles. She didn't know why she still wore the bloody thing but her mum had always told her that no self-respecting woman would ever leave her house without wearing one. She looked in the mirror and was. I screamed as they tipped me and lowered me onto a thick, metal object. It penetrated my sex, deep and deeper. Just as I thought I could take no more, my toes touched the ground. I tried lowering myself to my feet, but I could take any more inside me.They removed the blindfold. I looked down and jumped a little, but I was well and truly trapped. I wasn't going anywhere, that was for sure. The dildo was deep inside me and the steel bar firmly entrenched in the ground."You like that, slut," said.