No. Not my ass.My pussy, now, I thought, which made me smile, and a warmth I'd neverdreamed possible spread through me. My pussy. My cross-dressing...pussy.Which had just been fucked. And I could actually feel his cum, inside me, sloshing andmoving as our bodies stopped shuddering. Which made me feel elated, andoh so wonderful. I'd never experienced anything like being made love tolike that, of being fucked like that, of having a masculine man pierce myvery soul with his cock. I slapped her hands away, unbuckled my belt, and removed it from the belt loops. I placed the belt around her neck to improvise a collar and short leash, as it were. Then I took my hand out of her cunt and led her across the den, down the hall, and into her bedroom. She tried once more to claim my dick, and once more I slapped her hands away. "Get on the bed," I told her. We hadn't invested in any bondage gear other than good old white cotton clothesline rope which I used to tie her ankles to. They ate and, without further delay, went to the pond.As the guys stood guard the girls stood beneath the waterfall, scrubbed them selves as best they could, and then swam in the pond.They at last joined the guys, and as the men took their turn bathing, and swimming the girls sat naked on the grassy side of the pond to dry.After the guys had finished and dried off. They all got dressed and returned to the shelter.During their walk back to shelter they gathered some berries they had found. Sophia heard this, and knowing what was coming her vagina contracted, the muscles sending another after orgasm ripple through her body in anticipation of what was about to happen to her. She felt her arms and ankles being untied, the handcuffs on her arms were undone and they lited her off of the table, she stood on very wobbly legs and supported on either side the group followed one guy as they went up the stairs, the one with the camcorder following to film the perfect oblongs of her ass.