I closed my eyes, trying to focus all my senses on my lover’s touch and kiss and enjoy what I was feeling. I had totally forgotten about that double...headed dildo until I heard her pick it up. A shiver ran up my spine as I was wondering if Manisha would put that big thing in my tight asshole. Another jet of massage oil was poured on my ass and Manisha started to rub it all over my ass, my asshole, and my already soaking pussy. I felt the tip of the double-headed dildo pushing against my asshole.. When she got there she asked if I was sure I wanted to try it. I was a little reluctant but I said yes. We made our way up stairs and even though I was scared I rushed to my room and stripped, quick as a wink. My fingers automatically obeyed my desire and traced frantic circles around my erect little love button. The feeling was so immense that I immediately got into it and closed my eyes, waiting for Sarah's move. She popped out her right boob, it was gorgeous, perfect little pink nipples that. We had talked. Exchanged pictures. And tonight, tonight was the night. I had checked into the hotel around five and began preparing. I laid my clothes out on the bed. My white panties trimmed in lace and my white thigh highs. My four inche white heels, open toed that would show off my pedicure and my pink toenail polish. A white lacy bra to push up my small breasts. A one piece dress, pink and tight that gathered at my waist and showwed off my ass and legs. I hopped in the shower and began. Ash smiled inside and looked oblivious on the surface. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two people, if they were close; there was no room for anything else but clothing and stray items. Misty was stuck with him. “Ash? This storm is kind of freaking me out… I don’t know why, but I…” For a second Ash believed her. She looked so innocent, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet clothes and looked miserable, tired too. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his chest. Misty heard.