His eyes met mine for an instant, burning with an unreadable emotion. He held out one hand, palm out; I subsided, shrinking as he pored over my most i...timate imaginings. Finally, he reached that damning final paragraph.His eyebrows quirked again, and he folded the pad back. He waved it in front of me. "Did you really mean all this?"Silence reigned. I thought my heart would surely give out as it jackhammered in my chest. Finally, I crumbled, breaking down in tears as I nodded. Brandon dropped. We moved to the futon and layed down. She started sucking my tits again and this time she played with my pussy. Sucking as much tit as she could in her mouth she rubbed my clit between her fingers. This felt so good. I spread my legs wider so she could have easy acces to my pussy and she then found my hole. She circled it with her finger before she plunged her finger into me. I was loving this. She finger fucked my hole for a long time feeling me cum. Next she slid down to my pussy and began to. It was wonderful. They stopped only to eat, to bathe and to sleep.The only one to leave the cabin was Edith. She'd driven 45 minutes, each way, to the porn shop they'd noticed on the drive up, one of the countless, anonomous peddlers of filth that dotted the highways of the red states. She'd bought DVD, magazines, the "Lesbian Kama Sutra" oils, toys... all the things their new found and oh so kinky passions demanded. The slovenly man behind the counter leered at her while he rang everything up.. "Hank used both hands and gently pulled her cunt apart exposing Shere's swollen clit even more. Her hips were thrusting up trying to make contact with Hanks mouth. Hank flicked the tip of Shere's huge knob with his tongue, "Uuhh...hahh" Shere moaned thrusting her hips higher, "Please...don't tease me..." she cried.Hank continued to just barely lick around the hood of her poor clit, but never making solid contact with the knob. Jim kept on Shere's tits, sucking first one then the other nipple,.