Slipping on the thong, I looked in the mirror to see it just barely covered me. Then I slipped into the baby doll nightdress, not that I would be wear...ng it for long. The top fitted over my breasts perfectly and provided just a little uplift, not that I need a lot. The bottom was just level with my groin so the thong was peeking out a little. My imagination needed no priming, and I thought that the thong was going to be soaking wet before Jake ever got close to me. My nipples were standing out. After he said that, I noticed him holding some papers where he was groping me trying to get a grip before the papers slide down. After waiting for the wind to die down some, He finally let go and started to assemble the rest of his shit that blew out of his hand. I just stood there looking like a mannequin before I eventually begin to help him. No sooner than we got everything back in place the wind picked up and the sprinkle became more like raindrops. The trash on the ground had started to. ....our breathing becomes as onepracticed in unison,,,calm,,,,deepand coming from the depths of our bowels,,,it is like breathing from our toes to our headsas we become consciousof the life supporting oxygen...moving into and through our very cells...after some time we become awarethat we are completely naked,,,though neither of us appearsaroused at this stage...you raise your self and sit facing me in my lap,,,your labia arranging themselvesas though they had a life of their own,on either side. I suppose allthat cock up your ass over a period time must loosen up the anus!John continues his assault until his cock is buried deep inside me. Helies still for a while, while I get used to his girth. I begin torealise that if I concentrate I can relax my anal muscles. Then thefeeling of fullness begins to slowly turn to pleasure. The nerves of mysphincter radiate little sparks of delight but the most intensesensations emanate from my prostate gland.I stop struggling as little waves of.