Then I heard someone walking towards the toilet, footsteps stopped at my door, and the I heard the person come in, and close the door behind them, I d...d'nt say anything but could sense whoever it was (Rob) getting closer to me.Then I felt a tongue on my clit, the tongue then went deep inside my cunt, it slipped in easy as I was so wet, then my clit was nibbled as a finger slipped deep inside, I could not help myself, I just came.The head and tongue pulled away and I felt the head of a very. ”“Dean Kemp, I’m missing something,” Sophie said coyly.“And what would that be, my dear?” he asked.“Panties,” she answered.“I beg your pardon!” Donald said, flustered.“I don’t have any underpants on, Dean Kemp,” she clarified.Donald’s eyes flew open wide as the blood rushed to both his face and his penis. Dear, God, what would she think if she knew he was hard for her?“Sophie, why don’t you have any panties on?” he asked, clearing his throat.“Because I masturbated in the bathroom and soaked. Now I still had some other women on the side but nothing regular. Mako had filled that role. So I was getting quite horny after a couple of weeks without sex. One night I decided I was going to get some. I knew Mako had the habit of waiting until Chris went to sleep and then going to the bathroom to clean his cum from her. I had stayed up watching TV waiting for that. When she finally comes down the stairs I walk out of the living room and intercept her. I leaned in and kiss her grabbing her. Somehow, I made it and holed up in some thickets close enough to the river to get water. I boiled some water and washed the wound as clean as I could. It didn’t look good, I knew the dusty scarf hadn’t helped. I’d hoped I could hide here for a few days but I knew I needed help. I drank some water and chewed on some stale jerky from my saddlebags then smoked a couple of quirleys. I fell into a deep, troublin’ sleep. In the cold gray fog of a winter morning, something had woken me and I was.