My pride got in the way, because I obviously got it in my head that what was developing between us also meant something to him. I wanted Mason to want...me to stay—I wanted him to want me. My desire was for him to show me that he felt the time we shared together was special. Guess what? I’m heading home. The other reason I think I held back is the fact that he’s married to Ivory. I mean, he’s married to her. How can I mean anything to him when he already has a wife? My first night here he. .into the crack of my ass. Mmmm! His fingers taunted me...teased me as he slid his fingertips slowly across my cherry pussy. My cock was on-fire and throbbing as I felt his hand sliding under my balls...lightly grazing the length of my cock. John then asked me if I wanted him to stop or to go on and instead of saying something, I raised my ass off of the bed and then I spread my legs further apart, giving him total access. I was in awe of his magical fingers. Without any notice, I felt one then. "Will you quit that?" complained Patty. "Are you twitching it on purpose?" I can't help it; it's doing it on it's own." Well it's annoying me." Well what do you want me to do?" Here;" she said as she reached behind and grabbed me; "put it here." I gasped as I felt her hand wrap around my erection; a first time any girl has done that for me. She then parted her legs and flipped me forward between them to be clamped tight between her thighs. I never felt anything so erotic in my life. A cold. The advantage was that the explosions had been spread out, thereby producing a larger fireball than would have been produced by a single concentrated blast.Other than some singed meat and bones, there was not much for Bernie to find when he landed to examine the result of his experiment. Cindy was flying cover, just in case more carnivores showed up while Bernie was on the ground, but they kept in contact with the small personal radios that they carried. There really was not much detail for.