Talk about being between a rock and a hard place, I wasn't being given a choice here.Reg continued " Now girl I had a good talk to that young barman b...ck at the Birdsville Hotel and he sort of let loose that you enjoyed cock, so we won't disappoint you". I had almost forgotten the other night, too much rum and a very helpful fellow, that's right he said he would help me to my room I remembered. He helped himself to more than that I recalled.It was rather strange standing there bent over with. I now know I was wrong about that... another story). As it turns out, Stacy wasn't carrying any cooking equipment either, she was totally depending on what I was carrying! I told her that a good guide would never leave without the necessary gear. She smiled and said that she knew that - I was a good guide - the best there was. I didn't find that very funny.That night Stacy and I shared a tent. I crawled into the tent first while she went pee. I put on my long johns and zipped myself up in. “Cat got your tongue. Well you want me to look like a whore, you got your wish. But you should be careful what you wish for, this hunk of a man is going to take me upstairs and fuck my brains out for an hour, an hour he is paying a lot of money for, you enjoy your beer, I’ll tell you about it later, bye!”My mouth was open, I know it was, I watched as she turned, and walked on a a pair of heels, her arm around some guys waist, as he felt her bum up. Fuck she even wiggled it.The sound of the. Soft yet firm, they stood out like two pyramids capped by pink nipples the size of half dollars. I had kissed a girl a time or two, but nothing ever like what happened next. Passionate and sexual, reality was now surpassing fantasy. I kissed, grabbed and groped her like the teenage geek that I was, and she responded passionately in kind. I don’t remember my clothes coming off, but we landed naked on her bed. Linda spread her legs with her knees up close to her breasts. I got my first whiff of.