She was actually starting to draw him into her most secret part. She sensed she was. She could feel she was. And her rosebud knew she was bec...use it was stretched tightly and ever so slightly painfully in a most pleasant manner. “Lie there, my love. Nice and still. Remember, you said you could, and I want you to do so.” She lay still as instructed, marvelling at this new feeling she had discovered. This was the first time she had ever been touched. I grasped my heavy cock and swung it sideways so it rapped her ass. “I’m going to beat you with my cock until you apologize.” I kept beating her buns but i wasn’t hurting her. Still, she moaned as though in pain, but she said, “Fuck you,” when i demanded an a apology. Finally, i gave up, aimed my cock at her drizzling pussy, and slammed it in. She screamed and collapsed on the bed with my spurting cock buried. The set was on, had power, but no signal."Ok, plan B," I thought to myself.A further rummage through my rucksack identified my 'survival' kit in a drawstring bag. I had made this up, half in fun, after reading a few websites when I was researching my trip. The survival kit included a range of things recommended by wilderness experts, including members of the UK's crack special forces regiment, the SAS. One of the items was a compass and magnifying glass, companions to the set of maps I had. I raised my ass off the bench seat and she pulled my trousers and boxers right off leaving me naked from the waist down. Margeurite moved away from me now and stepped over behind Christy. As Christy was still standing on 4 inch heels Margeurite could easily reach under her bottom and she rubbed her fingers on the little teen panties. Looking directly at me she raised her fingers to her mouth and tasted the glistening juices on her fingers and smiled, all for my enticement. Reaching across us.