The air was very cold, but it I had to get out of the wet clothes before they froze. I dried myself off, as best I could, and then quickly crawled int... the bag, before the cold temperatures had a chance to attack by body.Dawn returned with more wood. Soon, the heat of the fire began to have the desired effect on me. I instructed Dawn how to put my ski shoes and my jacket near the fire so that they could dry. The rest of my clothing would have to wait. Fortunately, there was dry clothing in the. We feel a strong mixture of love, pride, joy and a dash of lust top the list.The clouds roll in as we reach the end of the dock and the cameraman catches people looking up. He swing back to Kathryn and I just as the music stopped the sunlight illuminates us giving us the illusion of being brighter than our surroundings. Sort of like they did on the TV show about Angels, and Sam whispers Angel Mommy. It only takes the cameraman a second to adjust, but I swear there’s a second face over Kathryn’s. " She leaned against the edge of hisdesk and watched him unbutton his shirt and remove it, tossing it over theback of a nearby chair. He unzipped his pants and stepped out of them beforeadding them to the pile. His watch, rings and underwear joined the other items,and he stood before her, arms at his side. She caught her breath. "Put your hands behind your neck," she ordered. "Shoulders down, elbows back." Hemoved at her demand. "Chin up. Spread your legs apart." She turned away from him and. We watched in a horny state of awe as he sucked the head, pulled away his lips and then flick the tip of his cock with his tongue. As he was going down on himself, he was stroking the shaft with one hand and squeezing his balls with the other. At times he was pumping so hard on his cock his balls were bouncing up and down slamming against his hand on the downward stroke. Each time his balls slapped his hand, a look of increased pleasure came across his face; a momentary vision of extreme.