‘Tell him.’ She said. ‘Tell him that he needs to fuck me dad.’ ‘I don’t know.’ I said. ‘But I do know. Take off your pants, zip th...t zipper down and whip your cock out.’ ‘How are you feeling?’ Arno asked her. ‘Horny.’ She said with a cheeky smile on her face. ‘And like I could use a million cocks in my pussy.’ ‘Do you want to try standing up?’ Arno asked. ‘No.’ She said. ‘But I would like to try kneeling at your feet with your cock in my mouth.’ I rolled my eyes. ‘She’s not. It would have been gloomy so far from the fire pits, but they had some kind of metal lamp in which a familiar, bright flame burned. It must be fueled by the same animal fat that they used for the pits. This was another item that Schaffer was certain they could not have made themselves, where would these simple people obtain the shaped glass that shielded the flame? They certainly had no glass blowing facilities in their hall. Glasswork, metallurgy, these techniques should be beyond them. They. She watched every bit of skin disappear as he covered himself up. Once dressed, the two walked back to the cabin, dropped off their things, and walked to campfire. The sun was already set and the trails were darkened as they walked. Alex held Aly's hand as they walked. Aly smiled to herself as she walked with her new 'secret'.They arrived at campfire and it took them a few minutes, but they found their group. Shianne sat with the girls. Aly and Alex joined them. They sang some songs and had. It was a good thing she had joined that gym, or she might not have even been able to lift him. A few minutes rest, then down the stairs, his feet going clunk, clunk as they hit each step. Another rest, then across the floor to his final resting spot. Now, she walked over to her area and poured herself a glass of cold water. After a few minutes to get her breath back, she got down to business.Off came his shoes and socks, then his shirt, followed by his jeans. Smiling, she looked at him.