They would press ahead at least until the sun got low on the horizon. It would be only a march of about three full days and then they would arrive in ...he already scouted-out valley with the escape ravine through the rising mountains at the far side. There would be no road or trail within three full days of hiking through the wilderness and no way for an attacking force to muster heavy equipment unless they dropped it in by parachute along with airborne troops right on top of them. He had no. It's proof of the pleasure that I gave him. It makes me feel incredibly satisfied to know I am the source of that pleasure. And Johan loves watching me swallow his cum. The taste doesn't really bother me. It's just... well, bland really, and kind of... I don't know... goopy. Sometimes it's vaguely salty, and sometimes it has a touch of a metallic aftertaste, which isn't pleasant. I've found a slice of lemon straight after does the trick! But honestly, it's not bad, and certainly not bad enough. She said she had things to take care of and got up. 'Life goes on, ' or something like that. I don't know how she did it, where she got her energy. I was exhausted.The first thing I did was take a short nap. Then I checked on Janey. I wasn't being selfish by sleeping first. I had seen Sally go in to check on her first thing after she left our bed. She hadn't seemed anxious for her the entire time we had been 'playing, ' but we both knew our concern for her was just below the surface. One noise. I did it again, and she yelped again.I returned to rubbing her back and ass, as she fucked my cock with her throat. While continuing her throatfucking, she reached over, and began squeezing and rubbing my balls. I started to feel the familiar tingling at the base of my sack. “I’m going to cum, if you keep this up,” I said, breathlessly.Apparently, she took that more as a challenge, than a warning. Fondling my balls, she took to coming all the way off my cock, with just the tip in her mouth,.