We moved the barrel it was only 6 inches or so anyway, but i am sure she soaked me on purpose. We went in doors and she grabbed me a towel and said i ...hould take my clothes off and she'll dry them on the radiator, well i knew this was gonna take ages, so i texted the wife and said i'd be there till late as the job i was doing needed more time spent on it, she was okay with that, i didnt obviously mention i was starkers.MIL had shut the curtains in the lounge so i went in there to undress, now. "Fuck me," she whispered and whimpered, "Please. Now."I removed both hands from her nether regions and positioned myself kneeling behind her between her legs. I stroked her pussy from well to clit and back a few times with my dick as she groaned. Then I slipped the head into her oozing well, grabbed her hips, and pulled her back as I sank to the hilt into her. She cried out into her pillow and grasped the sheets in her fists. I started fucking her rapidly. This was not lovemaking; this was. After changing into a T-Shirt and a mini-skirt she helped me walk down to my house.After we reached my house she helped me onto the sofa.She put her purse on the table and went to the kitchen and brought an icepack and ordered me to keep it on my foot where the dumbell had fallen.I told her that I was not feeling comfortable in my tracks and she helped me remove my track pants to reveal my panties.I also told her to remove my jacket.She reached the zip and unzipped my jacket revealing my. I was sweating furiously, my clothes were soaked from the inside so I stripped and hung them to dry, putting on some spare clothing. I stoked the small fire with some limbs, heated a can of pork and beans and ate some of the smoked fish. I looked out past the flap in my shelter, the snow kept coming. I took stock of the situation. I had my fishing gear, my .22 pistol and a few dozen shells. There was the axe and a hatchet, my machete and a folding shovel. I had several rolls of fine wire and a.