“Clearly enough sun. So, why the fuck is the motor not running?” she thought aloud.Raising out of the hammock, Val let out a slow grunt followed b... a groan. “Fuck.”As she made her way back to the solar set-up, she began to push thoughts through the sludge pounding inside her skull.Mechanics were not her strong suit. “Must be a loose wire… Hopefully.” She leaned over and gave the converter box a tap. Nothing. With a sigh, she gave the box a kick. Still nothing.“Well, I’m all out of ideas,” she. She was just standing there in her bra, panties, and heels. I reached around her from behind and held her close to me pushing my crotch into her ass cheeks."Jan, you feel so good! It's so good to see you again."Jan turned around and kissed me and said, "I'm going to get into bed now, why don't you take off your clothes and join me?"I started to remove my clothes while watching Jan turn the bed down. She was so hot, moving so slow and sexy. She knew what she was doing to me. Then she got. She was delighted with this evening's pick: he was clearly an anal connoisseur. Starting slow, he moved gently a little farther in with each stroke, and then almost all the way back out: adding lube on each stroke until everything was delightfully smooth and slick. Reaching back, she pulled at his butt, urging him to go faster, and thrust harder. Soon, he was pumping deep enough to reach that perfect spot at the end of every thrust. The most delightful bruising started to form deep inside her. This year I was Little Red Riding Hood. I had made my own red hood after nearly gagging at the bright red polyester hoods I saw at the costume shop. This one was made from very deep red velvet lined with silk of the same color. It was thick enough to keep me warm all night and light enough not to weigh me down while dancing, though I hadn’t done much of that tonight. My mom got so excited while helping me make the costume she insisted I let her buy me a white corset, black shirt, and deep red.