So busy was she trying to figure out how to maintain her modesty, she missed any opportunity to escape as he hooked her chain over an exposed root of ...he tree. She tugged as hard as she could but couldn’t free her hands. She realized her struggles were futile and stopped, laying there, chest heaving from the sobs tearing through her body, while his hands caressed the bite marks covering the top half of her body. He didn’t bother to remove her dress, just left it scrunched about waist. He. I walk toward him with only my dripping panties and the spit soaked hard nipples. He moves up against the door frame nervous and in a shaky tone he asks "wha.. what... Are you doing?" Horny and needy I grab the edges of his jacket and slowly kiss him. I feel his body let go. He moves his body toward mine and I feel his heart race and his boner pressed against me. He reached down and grabbed my ass firmly and picked me up. My legs wrapped around his waist I help him undress. We get his shirt off. ” Keith zipped himself up and then turned to face the newcomer.“Who are you?” Keith asked.“I’m your secret Santa,” the man said. The voice was even and cultured, and creepily smooth. The flashlight he held swung toward the tent. “Wakey-wakey, Madeline,” he called. “Get your freckled ass out here and talk to papa.” There was a frantic stirring in the tent and Maddie’s head popped out.“Derek?” she said, startled.“Please take time to get dressed, Mrs. Zayne,” Derek answered. “It’s cold out. "You ready?" Grace took his hand."Not really. I would much rather play in the snow first!" He joked.But Grace hadn't taken it that way. She took a bunch of snow in her hand and plopped it right on the top of his head.Matty jumped with surprise at the snow that had been put on his head. "Oh, you are going to pay for that one, Grace!" He yelled, then ran and tackled her in a pile of soft snow. They laughed and wrestled in the snow for a few minutes."Grace Ann! What in God's name are you doing.