Anyhow we had a lovely meal and a fab night watching the ballet .He all the time stroking my legs while sat in theatre very naughty but very nice .l c...uld tell he was very very horny and as we had not sex for ages both full too the brim with lust .we hastily made a quick exit once the ballet had finished ,l did notice a few guys checking me out which only got us both more horny .once back at our hotel l fell straight to my knees unzipped is trousers licked my lips and wrapped my loving red lips. “Like a dog slut,” she repeated. “I am a nasty little slut who wants to fuck dogs. And maybe horses, the amended, blushing furiously at that admission, even though there was no one to hear her almost silent whisper.After that, there was nothing to do but wait, anticipation and frustration making her anxious, so much so that she considered freeing herself and just going home, unsure now if she wanted to see this through. A glance at her phone told her that a little over a half hour had gone by. Check mate. Right as soon as she turned her head forward she started to go off, I did not expect it but she didn’t hold back. She started to 100% grind on my crotch bending over from time to time to twerk. I wearing very thin slacks and had a raging hard on. She knew she had gotten me really hard, and I knew she could feel my cock digging into her butt. I noticed at the corner of my eye that all the people who wanted to dance with her were looking in awe as she was going to town on me. It felt. Just before 10:00 we were on the trail. It was a gradual climb for the first 45 minutes. Then the trail became a little more rocky and a bit steeper. It didn't take long for Peter to lag behind. While walking with Anna, I learned that, like me, she ran 3 or 4 days a week anywhere from 5 to 10 miles at a time. We were both in good shape for the climb, but Peter struggled. We often had to stop either to wait for Peter to catch up or to let him rest. The 3 hour hike to the summit took us well over.