Yes," she said, relaxing a little as her hand started stroking my hair and pushing my head toward her breasts again.I gently grasp one breast in my fr...e hand, rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger."Ohhhh...does baby need to feed?," she whispered, pressing my mouth to her tits."Yyaehhh," I mumbled, my mouth full of succulent, erect nipple. I rolled over her and felt her legs spread wide to accommodate me. Her hot, wet pussy pressed tightly against my bare belly. Her hips were pushing. Her wet petals spread out allowing his tongue to work its magic, going from side to side and up and down. She was whimpering, groaning, moaning and uttering the every obscenity as he flicked the contours of her pussy. Then her voice went up two octaves when he managed to squeeze his hand up between her legs so that he could stretch back her groove with his middle finger.When she came she began to scream and to pound her ass up and down on his face until he was having a job to breath. Grabbing. I untied his boots, and removed our T-shirts. In the Japanese-style shower room, I sat on the stool with him in front of me. I used the hand-held shower to blast my hard-on with cold water, and then proceeded to wash him off with a washcloth and warm water. No soap. I didn't want to taste it later. I dried us off and we both collapsed on the couch to beer and cigarettes. I slouched down to the floor submissively, and rubbing his leg told him I would be his bitch and do anything he wanted,. I could taste my cock on her lips. Her tongue ran around my mouth, sharing the taste, and then she stood upright. What she had in mind was obvious, and I asked her where and how. She got a thoughtful expression on her face, let go of my cock, picked up my coat and looked at the logs. I spotted what she wanted, grabbed hold of my jeans and moved to one side. She d****d my coat over the logs, with the leather side upwards and took her jeans and knickers off. Climbing up on the logs, she settled.