“What?” Kim says, as she moved naked away from the tent door. The tent door zipper ripped open. It was Marie. She had made it. She was dripping ...et and a little flustered from hiking in the storm. Kim sat in the tent, naked, holding a t-shirt to her chest, like a life line. JD sat there with a grin on his face, as wide as the Grand Canyon. Kim was unsure. Wondering if she totally misread this whole situation, she made the move to leave the tent, so to give them some privacy. She was stopped. " But I'm not even SDA," I sobbed."It doesn't matter. You'll see."She was right. The woman who met us when we knocked at the door was just wonderful. She pointed us to the showers (God, did we need that!) and by the time we felt cleaner she had two beds made up for us. I slept for twelve hours, and when I woke up Sandy was gone, but an elderly man saw that I got something to eat, listened to my story, and called a middle-aged woman to come help me find a place to stay. She spent the whole. I wasso hot for her I came right away, although I kept diddling herfor a few minutes before she could cum. I told her how much I missed her, and Elizabeth said shefelt exactly the same. Then she asked me if I really meantwhat I wrote in my notes, that I thought about her all thetime, especially when I was jacking off. Sure, I said, all the time. Did I ever think about her being ... naked? Yeah! Boy, did I. I told her I had been wondering what shelooked like, especially ever. She quickly established that the intruding shaft was a cock and, from what she could tell, she must have been sucking on it like this for quite awhile, in her sleep, because the tube of male flesh was rock hard and she could hear its owner panting loudly as he gently skewered her ovalled mouth with it. Even with her eyes still closed, she quickly determined that the panting sound was coming from her husbands brother, Pete. Simultaneous with that realization, she felt another cylinder shaped.