Over the top of that, she was wearing gleaming knee-high boots with impossibly high heels, also black.Kevin watched in fascination as she put on the f...nishing touch, her rubber hood. Like the spandex layer beneath it, the rubber hood had tiny little holes for her to breath through. Its only other feature was the large hole exposing her mouth, forcing it wide open. For all intents and purposes, she could now be seen as an orifice and nothing more; an open mouth waiting to be used. But she was so. Each stroke in this position felt fantastic. I made a mental note to make this a regular thing! As time went on, I felt another orgasm building. I was shocked by this. I usually came once and only once - multiples just weren't my thing. Luke continued his slow strokes behind me and suddenly he shocked me again. I felt him spit on me. It landed directly on my asshole. I had seen this in a couple dirty movies he’d shown me in the past, and rolled my eyes thinking of my husband trying porn shit. I thanked him for it, handing him my carbine in exchange for it. Then I got to work.I pushed the ‘stick’ up the pathway, running it close to the ground and sweeping it back and forth as I pushed it forward. About ten feet up the trail it tripped a trap.The trap was a branch that had been bent back and tied off. It was triggered with a tripwire made from a bit of woven vine. When the branch snapped back it travelled forward and into the path. There was a flint knife tied to the branch and any. This alone felt awesome.The feeling of his thick cock all the way up and inside me felt different to any of the cocks I had in me before. I could feel it just touching my cervix, that felt awesome. Mike's cock was one I had never seen but desired for so long. He could not get it up me any further.I felt him withdrew his cock back to the lips of my vagina before thrusting forward again. I was being fucked by a man I had desired for a couple of years. If thirty seconds were any indication of the.