”“What’s the issue?”“Blackout.”“Oh, not again!”PJ took his tools and left in a hurry, then went to his car with a big smile in his fac...: he knew that address because that’s where Matt, a nice lean otter lived. And “blackout” is a code he used to tell PJ when he wanted to get fucked.The big bear parked near the house, ran to the door, knocked on it, dangerously horny, holding his boner with his right hand. He couldn’t wait to put his hands on his beefy body, lick him up, spitting on his asshole. “It will still be light out,” Nicole whined. “I can’t walk out to my car naked in full sunlight.”“You can strip off in the glen if you want,” Annabelle said harshly, “but you had better arrive naked, or I will send you right back home.”“OK, OK,” Nicole said between grunts. “I will arrive naked.”“And be on time,” Annabelle said firmly.“Yes, Mistress Ann,” Nicole replied. Then she whined, “You promised me an orgasm. Please give me my orgasm. Please... Please... Please.” Now, rather than grunting. I push two fingers inside of you and start working them in and out while I keep my mouth locked on your clit. Soon you are on the brink of orgasm and I stop. I rise up and kiss you, again our tongues wage war as you taste yourself on my lips. I sense your pending climax has subsided and I start to slowly enter you with my manhood. Slowly an inch at a time goes in, and after ever small thrust I move out. Finally I am buried in you, my balls resting against your ass and our pubic bones pressed. Before she hung up she said, “I’m hoping this will be more fun than London,” and hung up. More fun? I hope so. A week later, my friends and I arrived at the cabin and it was huge. It had an enormous kitchen, living room and six bedrooms, each just as nice as the last. We rushed into the house to claim bedrooms and I jumped into the one with the massive Jacuzzi overlooking the quiet snowy forest. Unfortunately, the one I had picked had twin beds and since all the other rooms had been taken,.