I reached the top of the stairs and stood at the door which led onto the landing of the second floor, listening for signs of movement. All seemed quie..., so I carefully opened the door and peeped out. No one was around. I quickly made my way along the landing, closing the door behind me, and reached my bedroom, going in and shutting the door behind me with relief. My heart was pounding, partly due to the excursion of walking back through the woods and coming up the stairs, but mostly because, I. Just a moment later, Mats followed, "Yeah, I think I need to go too."We were all feeling pretty good by then so when I decided I better go too, I had to steady myself until I got rolling toward the guest bathroom. I aimed carefully and was proud that I didn't christen their carpet and walls as I urinated. Finishing up, and walked back to my room to pack up a few more items.Remembering I had loaned Doris a book of mine, I meandered up the hallway to their room. Finding the bedroom door open I. Have you been driving long?" he asked. "About ten hours." I replied. He slid into chair across from me, and before I could say anything in protest he asked "Nobody with you that can help?" "I'm alone I replied." He smiled and leaned back in the chair "I hate driving long distances alone. I get too horny!" and he laughed. I didn't know what to say, but I blurted out "Me too!" Jesus, what did I just say? I was very uncomfortable but I had to admit that he was a sexy looking guy. If I had to guess. I continued sucking her nipples, alternating between them, never letting her have a break from the sensations of being played with. As I was doing this, I had slid my right hand down the outside front of her nylon shorts and was cupping her mound in my hand, gently rubbing her through that thin material. I would push my finger into her crotch and her labia would part, allowing me to run a finger covered in material along her pussy until I would drag across her hard clit. This was sending.