’ Her fingers reached my thong, tracing the vertices bulge. She lowered herself and licked the bulge through the fabric. My tongue swirled over and ...round her erect clit. I felt her warm breath on my rigid pole as she moved the thong to one side. ‘Mmmm honey, you have been busy. I love your bare cock.’ She licked my nut sack as her hand stroked my shaft. Her tongue swirled up my shaft as her hand rubbed the swollen head. I sucked on her swollen labia, her sweet nectar flowed onto my mouth,. She was very kinky and into some wild sex. One day she called me at work and told me to meet her and Eileen for dinner at a local restaurant. They were already there when I arrived and I joined them at the table. Laura (my gf) leaned over and asked if I was ready for a wild night. Of course I replied yes. Laura told me she was taking Eileen into the bathroom where she was going to make her lick her clean. They got up and disappeared for about 20 minutes. I made a trip to the Men’s room and. ”Just then, Paul came back on the radio. “You still there, Mountain Man?”“Yeah, I’m here, Paul. Give me their coordinates. Are you in contact with them?”“Negative Matt, just the EPIRB signal. Here’s their location.” Paul read off the latitude, longitude.“Ok, Paul, I’ll get on the trail as quickly as possible. You wouldn’t happen to have a reliable weather report?”There was dead air for a couple of minutes. “Not good, Matt. You’ve got clear weather for about 6 hours. Turning worse about 5 hours. " Oh." Yeah." Shit. Do you want to dwell on that?" I kind of have to, because I want you to know how I felt." You decided your father did rape you?" I didn't resist him. But I didn't want him to fuck me, except maybe I did, you know, just because I had wanted it before, and this was probably a chance, maybe the only chance, to actually experience it." It was rape," I said. "I can see the trauma. It makes me want to kill him, even if he is your father. Before, when you were a teen, when sex.