The women noted their respective man's reactions to the other's partner, and then exchanged satisfied grins. "Step one accomplished," their laughing e...es said to each other.They had finished the barbeque, and were lying contentedly in the sun with their bellies full, sipping wine coolers.Raul was still wearing the apron that Barbara had presented to him as he was about to man the grill. Across the chest, in a curly gothic script that implied refinement at first glance, was written "Please Fuck. She had been planning this day for a while, making excuses to get time off from work, and leaving home early in the morning so she could make the most of this trip.Approaching a large oak tree she decided this was far enough, about 3 miles from the clearing she had parked her car in. Sighing contentedly, Ava dropped her backpack to the ground and quickly set to taking out her gear. Pulling out a large steel lockbox from her pack she placed it in between the roots of the oak, easy enough to. ” “I know,” she said. “And we’ll be spending a lot of time on that subject but don’t worry. It will all make sense to you. Right now we are going to head back to the milk house to do our clean up. That should please you.”I pondered her meaning. Did she mean more fucking? “You bet I mean that,” she quickly responded without my uttering a sound. “I do mean more - and more and more and more!” She laughed hard and squeezed my magical penis sending a shock up all the way to the top of the inside of. Normally soft and supple, they’ve swollen so much that I can’t deny how much I need to play with them. I know I should try and go back to sleep, and that any extra stimulation will just make things worse. But…but I just can’t help it. I can’t fight it, I’m just too mentally exhausted. I cup my hands under my dainty breasts, and massage them deeply. I let out a deep breath and I trace my fingernails around my pink quarter sized areola. A gentle squeeze of my fleshy light pink nipples is more.