Linda hurried down the short hall and into the living room where Bill was waiting. She slowed when she walked into the room, and saw that Bill had cha...ged too. Bill was wearing a pair of cut off sweats similar to what she was wearing and judging from the bulge in front, he wasn't wearing anything under them either.Bill wasn't looking up when she entered the room. He was standing at the counter facing into the kitchen just looking down at the newspaper. He didn't hear her bare feet so she. There was nothing better than being filled with a big stiff cock, and yet, there was also nothing better than having the same cock slide in and out, her pussy coming alive as every tiny nerve ending was stimulated by the thick tube of man-gristle grinding against the walls of her vagina. And then: the orgasm! Was there anything in the world more wonderful than having your pussy explode, whilst simultaneously, the man you loved doused the fires of your passion with an injection of his gushing. Even though he could hear her shouting at him and probably pleading with him, he didn't bothered to turn or look back. He just kept on walking ahead. After a couple of minutes, he did glance back to see where she had gone, but she was walking behind him. She no longer protested and she just quietly followed him.They proceeded toward the high mountain by a different path, one that was well off the trail of the Arons. That night they both slept in the sleeping bag in a spot that was well hidden. I must say, standing on the path, in front of the entrance of the woods, was very intimidating. It looked very dark inside the woods and even the moon couldn't break the darkness. I was very scared for a moment, but the excitement that I was feeling about what I was planning to do inside there, pushed me on. I walked away from the path and into the woods while pushing my bike next to me. When I was a few meters inside, I hid my bike behind a bush and then started walking up to the other side of.