"Why won't the light come on?"My eyes just wouldn't open, they couldn't open, the darkness itself was keeping them closed, the thing in my hand moved,...it seemed to be squeezing my hand, not unpleasantly, no it was comforting somehow, I wanted to see it, but I couldn't!"Danny" the voice again,"Danny, wake up darling, come back to me, please Danny, don't leave me like this"If I could just open my eyes, I could but a name to the voice, it sounded nice, nice and soft and gentle, I wanted to meet. About 8:00 o'clock that night I packed my little bag with a pair of black high-heel shoes, a wig, and some make-up. I drove in my car as close as I could to this toilet block. In the car I put on my make-up, wig and high-heel shoes. God I felt like a real woman. I was high with sexual arousal. My cock felt lovely encased in the sexy panties and my legs rubbing together with the stockings soon had me in heaven. I took off my outer clothes and walked from the car to this toilet. It had no door, I. T, being fit and strong was able to hold and balance the old video camera on his shoulder with one hand while stroking his cock with the other. When M describes this bit to me it often makes me cum, I have to really hold on to gt to the end of the story, having your wife talking about watching some Nigerian bloke wanking off in front of her is quite a cum inducer for me.So, M describes to me how he is wanking away watching her wanking away watching him. She has a real thing about the noise a. WasI turned on by it? What was I thinking! I got to go and ah...check thefires,... ready for cooking! Yes, no... I needed to get these thoughtsout of my head as I started towards the fire. I can't think right now.Later that evening, when I was stoking the evening fire, I remembered aswe all were eating our hotdogs, beans and drinking our bug juice I lookedover at Daniel and he smiled at me. He mouthed to me 'you ok' I shook myhead yes gently and smiled. We hadn't said to much since our.