They sky overcast by ominous slate-grey clouds and somewhere in the distance a lone wolf began howling,perhaps sensing the presence of prey. And still... despite the bitingchill of the wind and the dark, forbidding silhouette of the surroundingmountain peaks, a lone figure made his way through the cleft. A giant ofa man, with dark brown hair fluttering in the wind and a surlyexpression on his craggy face, the man descended the rocky path. As hereached the end of the chasm, the man narrowed his. Belinda's overwrought, suburban mind did the next logical thing. Belinda's body crumpled to the ground in a dead faint.Things had not improved for Belinda when she came to. She was now inside a cave or cavern. It was dark with torch light coming from other places. Belinda started to hyperventilate, but then her housewife's instincts kicked in. This is just like any other crisis, I can handle it. I must not panic. It's like when Stan brought home his clients unannounced. I was not expecting. I didn’t want him to pull out because he felt so good inside me. His cock continued to twitch in my pussy causing it to contract in response but I could feel him shrinking. I reluctantly released him and Jason rolled onto his back beside me.There was a long silence where all that could be heard was our ragged breathing. I was staring at the ceiling contemplating what had just happened between us and I think Jason was too. I was so afraid he was going to regret what we’d done. My hand. It was so different from my own hand. She stroked up and down me. “That's amazing. He's so warm but he's not as hard as I thought. I mean, he's a little spongy.”“But still so erect,” groaned Lasla. She, too, sounded awed by the sight of my hard cock. Then her hand joined our sister's. “Ooh, he throbs. Is that his heartbeat?”“Yes,” I groaned, their hands feeling amazing. Theirs were so much softer than my own, their fingers more delicate. I smiled at the feel of them caressing me. They both.