When I looked back at the couple on the back island, Christine was cumming, trying not to be too loud and failing. Mark was fondling her breasts as sh... moaned and clenched her thighs around his head. I started to stroke myself.As she came down from her orgasm, Mark, still fully clothed except for the footwear discarded earlier, kissed his way up her belly, stopping for a moment or two at her breasts, and finally lay up against her whole body, kissing her deeply on the mouth. Christine started. He reached under my skirt and touched the front of my panties. They were sopping. “I can’t believe you are turned on by the idea of getting your foot chewed off by a wolf or a bear.”“No,” I replied with a smile. “I am turned on by the danger of maybe getting my foot chewed off by a wolf or a bear while I am tied up helpless and naked in the woods.”“It would more likely be a big rat or ‘possum, but I will see what I can come up with that will give you your danger without being absolutely. Not to mention, very intelligent. These qualities make him so sexy.I've noticed for a while, that every time we meet, his greetings were becoming more intimate. I never question his intentions because we were always like brothers.One afternoon I arrived to the tattoo shop and he was alone. I made my way to the back of the shop to greet him. As always, we shake hands as we give each other a half hug. After a while, he would lovingly open his arms to hug me and sometimes a kiss on the cheek. This. He smacks his cock lightly against my spread asshole and tells me to look him in the eye as he enters me. I look up into the mirror at the head of the bed where I can see him maneuver his cock to my pussy lips. He locks eyes with me, I see his abs tense as he presses forward into pussy. With his first thrust, he’s balls deep. It’s perfect. I watch myself getting fucked like a cheap whore in the mirror. His hands wrapped around my waist. My ass jiggling with each savage thrust. Vibrator at full.