The snow slowed them down a bit. Also all the trees, brush, and logs that they had to either move around or jump over. Al was like a fluent motion, as...he gracefully flowed through the forest like a coyote running to catch its prey. Al kept this pace going, occasionally he looked back at Ayden, but he only saw the newbie kept his end. Every now and again Al would stop, make a fist for Ayden to signal: hold. Al would then check his NAV, take a cursory look around, and motion back to Ayden to. "What are we going to do now?", inquiredIngrid, obviously plagued with guilt since she loved her mother verymuch and knew that she hated torture."Darling", Erika said lovingly, "do whateveryou had planned. Don't worry about me", she said bravely. "I know howmuch you have always wanted it and how long you've been saving up andwaiting for this. I don't want to ruin it all for you. Really, I don'tmind. Do what you planned to do with me. I will always love you."Ingrid just hugged her mother. She had a Southern twang to her voice, more Home Counties than the grating London drawl. Maybe Surrey or Sussex. Yet I found her hot/cold nature baffling. She could be cheeky and playful one minute, then somewhat aloof the next. Despite my best efforts at employing trademark ambiguous statements to garner a response, she virtually withstood them all. It only made me want her more. My attempts to profile her like every other woman met resistance. She had barriers I hadn't encountered in anyone. "Don't stop lover - I need a good long fucking to make me cum!" I carried on for what seemed like ages, then suddenly she stopped me. "Fuck my arse now baby". She pushed me away, and quickly flipped herself over and bent over the seat of the sofa. "Go on, get you lovely cock up my arse". I got the tip of my shaft touching her rim. I pushed gently at first, then as she didn't make any move or sound to let me know she couldn't take it, it pushed harder, sliding my cock deep into her back.