Her lips pushed down. I screwed up my face, afraid to breathe, cursing myself for having so little stamina. The impending ejaculation was avoided by B...anca leaning back and holding her hand steady. “Do you want to cum on my face?” she said.“Are you kidding me?”“No, I’m fine with it. But there’s a surcharge. Five extra ciggies.”The word surcharge seemed strangely out of character, but this wasn’t a time for me to be considering questions of vocabulary. “We could get some more after.”“OK.” She. .. No complaints from me! But we'd better see if Mel's Wellingtons fit you..." What are they?" ... Oh, yeah ... knee-length rubber boots. People who have to spend time in wet and muddy places wear them. You might need some thick socks as well..." Leni followed me into my private quarters." ... Yeah ... this sure looks like a man's place!"While I was gone to sort out the boots, she must seen the framed photographs of me and Mel. I found a green pair and a black pair of Wellington boots."Your. Now I don't want you to be hurt if I can help it, so I am going to start you off with a small butt plug. The objective of a butt plug is to intensify your orgasm because you will feel much more filled up with a cock in your cunt and a butt plug in your ass.” Jonny produced a black butt plug and lubrication. “Ange, I want you to lubricate this plug.” Ange did as she was told and lubricated the plug. “Now lubricate your index finger and stuck it in you ass.” “Oh my that is like when I am passing. ” Within minutes, his truck was bouncing along in the general direction of perilously made fire. He hopped out when he spotted a flash of color against the green backdrop, and made his way towards it on foot. The thick trunks of the redwood trees cleared slightly as the creek came into view. The dancing fire was the only movement that he could see, but its happy crackling could not mask the sound of a pleasured groan. He eagerly stepped around the screening bush, wondering if the sight to come.