She gradually picked up the pace of her strokes until she was howling and shrieking as she usually did during amorous ecstasy. I had both of my hands ...usy kneading her breasts with their light coating of dew from our activities. I was lying there trying to push my ass higher to try to gain more access to the pussy above me, when I detected from my half closed eyes something over my face. I just had time to fully open my eyes to see an appealing moist pussy lowering itself on my face. I welcomed. I turn it over, examining, it as if it was the first time I had ever seen such a thing. After opening up your fingers, I bring them close to my mouth. Delicately, I kiss the palm of your hand, and them move my lips to the tips of each finger.I replace your hand gently in your lap and run my fingertips up you right arm to your shoulder. My hand makes its way over your shoulder to the base of your neck. I flatten my palm against your neck and move it up under your chin.You feel me slide my hand. We were up there camping, fishing and relaxing spending most of our nights at this small bar called Trails End. The locals included the typical t-shirt, and John Deer cap wearing guys and the females ranged from heavy single moms to dried up drunks looking for someone to hang on all night. My friends, all white suburban upper middle class types, loved to pick on them behind their backs. The bartender a stout mid thirties woman with a black t-shirt and skin tight blue jeans knew all the. It is much bigger and more complex than sex. True love is a commitment; sex is for the moment. But you knew that." Why is it that you're so open about all of this?" I asked. "We just met." Mark, you're shaving my pussy and ass. Why should I be demure and avoid talking about sex, love and relationships?" She smiled at my shyness."Did the other woman have an orgasm?" she asked."I think so." I think it'll be almost impossible for a woman not to have one during this procedure." How can I avoid it?".