."Her blouse slipped down those long, slender arms to fall on the floor, followed closely by the lacy scrap of her bra. Patricia's breasts, somewhat l...rger than a handful, still stood proud and firm, high on her chest. The skirt soon joined the small pile of clothing on the floor, revealing long, gracefully curved legs that seemed to go on forever.For some reason, she turned to the side to slip off her panties, and did something between her legs before turning back to face me, one hand. I had a topographical map, and had read up a bit on what the Swedes called ‘orienteering’ and did my best to keep track on the map of where we were. There were no trails, so I was careful to note the streams we encountered, as well as significant landmarks like small lakes.“What are you doing, Dad?” Jesse asked as I made pencil marks on the map for the tenth time.“Just making sure I know where we are and that we can find our way back to the cabin!”“How does it work?” Matthew asked.I squatted. I didn’t care that someone could walk out and catch us at any moment. All I cared about was what Evan was doing to my body. He knew just how and where to touch me that my whole body lit up with need. The thought of getting caught turned me on even more and he knew it. ‘Are you all wet for me or for your little date you brought tonight?’ He whispered in my ear. As he pushed further inside my slick channel. He abruptly stopped and moved to my clit, putting just enough pressure to make me wiggle. Afterwards, she got up and went into her bedroom. I cleared the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, found a sponge, and came back to clear the table. Her paper didn't mention the ashtray, but I thought it safer for me to empty and clean the ashtray too.Mistress was sitting on the bed when I entered the bedroom. The bed had a wooden frame, with three cargo tie-down rings on the ends and center of the headboard, and three cargo tie-down rings on the ends and center of the foot board. After I.