“Come on we need some exercise,” her voice had a determined tone to it.“But I’m too full to fuck,” I complained.“No Charlie, I didn’t me...n that. We’re surrounded by some good hiking country; we should see more of it. Come on.”She rose to her feet, and gave the lunch things a quick wash in a bucket of soapy water, leaving them in the sun to dry.I got to my feet, checked the fire was safe to leave unattended and got our hiking kit ready. Two fanny bags, a few dried snacks and a canteen of creek. If he got mad about it then she would just pack her shit and go live with Damian. Either way, it didn't matter.Fiona got out of her car and went to the door, and was hardly inside when Damian began stripping her clothes off before pushing her onto the bed. He fucked her raw and hard, pounding her starving cunt mercilessly, his hand wrapped around her throat squeezing tightly as his cock rocketed in and out.Fiona loved how each time he fucked her, he fucked her like it was the first and possibly. He moves closer again and lifts me a bit higher. He reaches down and I feel Him begin to caress and tease my nipples, forcing them to become harder than they already are. I moan to His touch, watching Him. I am shocked at how turned on He can make me feel. I wiggle a bit under Him, as He pinches and pulls on my nipples. He reaches over to the side of the bed, to where the other items He has laid out rest. He grabs some string and ties my breasts tightly, making me let out a whine. It hurts,. Whatever it was, I needed to get control of myself before I was caught looking at Larry’s genitals. The following week we were having another special practice night, and afterwards, Larry invited all of us to his home to talk some more and to have a few more beers. Larry had a large, detached garage next to his home, and the back half had been converted into a really nice workshop that had heat and air conditioning. This was his little getaway, and his wife normally allowed him privacy when he.