He then grabbed my hips and lifted me over the sleeping bag, with my helpless ass sticking straight up in the air and my body bent over at a perfect a...s fuck angle. He then buckled the strap that had been threaded through the sleeping bag roll across the back of my waist. O then grabbed my ball sac and forced two pieces of wood around my sac and locked the contraption; the wooden pieces pressed hard against the back of my thighs. O must have gone somewhere to buy a 'humbler'. I then felt O's. I put it onto my cock and inserted my six and a half inch cock into her wet pussy. She made a face that told me it hurt so I slowly eased it in realizing that I was popping her cherry. It was had to get fully in but I finally pushed it in and I could feel it tear she let out a sigh and I assured her that the worse was behind us now so I slowly started moving my cock in and out and increased the speed at a steady rate. Now I could tell that she wasn’t in pain so I really started giving it to. Oh Shit! There I was, in this cowboy’s hotel room, naked, horny, this drunk’s dick in my mouth and his girlfriend was asleep in the bedroom. I rolled over on my side & I lay there ah few minutes wondering what to do. I was surprised when I felt a wet tongue on my clit. I looked down and I found this Drop Dead OMG beautiful woman feeding at my snatch.It was Brenda, Don’s girlfriend. She was about 5’ 3” redhead with sky blue eyes, well built body, about 36’c titties looking at me. I’d never had. Is. . .97. You are Ida, Mrs. Charles Jones. Yes?" "Yes," I said. "Where is my husband, Charles?" "He is in freezer seven." "Why am I thawed, awake, if he is still frozen?" "He is several layers of canisters from the hatch. Why would I try to thaw him?" His voice was unnatural, flat, like a mentally retarded child, perhaps, or a deaf person who had learned to speak without hearing normal speech. "Because he is my husband, and we should be together." .