One of his fingers grazed my pussy. He pulled me off of him. ‘On your back slut. Get yourself off.’ I lay down. I started to touch my wet lips sl...wly, massaging them. I saw Master watching me intently and blushed. I slid my finger upwards towards my clit. Almost as good as Master’s tongue could do it. I pinched my clit gently and moaned. Master licked his lips and started stroking his already hard cock. I brought my fingers up to my lips and sucked them gently. Then I returned them to my. "Let me catch a fish or two, Elise. We need some lunch. Afterwards, we will read a bit or laze the day away at the waterfall. You will find the sounds of the water soothing, the silence less oppressive."Since I had proven my mettle as fisherman before I was full of confidence. Yet it was Elise who caught our food while I struggled with tangled lines and managed to stick hooks in most of my clumsy fingers. At least my ham-fistedness managed to lift her depression. And her thought of me making. ”Connor didn’t say anything more about it. His second attempt at toast came out much better than the first.The four of us had a blast in the snow that afternoon, goofing around with no real agenda other than acting like a bunch of kids. We built a traditional snowman, but Tracy made a spectacle of removing the big carrot I had used for a nose and she put it in his crotch, instead.“Why, Mister Snowman!” she cooed, gently stroking his erect vegetable with her mittens. “Is that a carrot in your. I moaned a little, but quickly stopped. "See I knew you wanted this. why don't you just enjoy it"He was right. I did want it, it was against my morals but I really did want it. I moaned and squirmed a little, he spit on my pussy and flicked my clit. He then started fingering me."Oh my gosh Okey, that feels so good." I groaned, he smiled and rolled his tongue around then he put in three fingers."No Okey that's too much. please stop, no, your going to break me!" i pleaded. but he just kept adding.