I was that person. They would tell me of their happy endings and their frustrations with their men. Some had mentioned that after I had given them a m...ssage, they would go home to their husbands and after dinner give him the time of his life in bed that night. They would even tell me of their happy endings without their husbands. It seemed that all of them had a vibrator or some type of dildo hidden in their bureau or nightstand drawer. Some of their situations tempted me to step in and give. She was especially worried about a group of young men she had spotted staring at her, talking and laughing with each other.Eventually the market square got empty and quiet, the moon illuminating the otherwise quite dark, silent town. Then the trapped, naked half-orc heard voices behind her. Due to being locked into the stockade, she couldn't look behind her but she was sure it was the same group of young men approaching her. It wasn't until they were just a few feet away that one of them. . another story). As it turns out, Stacy wasn't carrying any cooking equipment either, she was totally depending on what I was carrying! I told her that a good guide would never leave without the necessary gear. She smiled and said that she knew that - I was a good guide - the best there was. I didn't find that very funny.That night Stacy and I shared a tent. I crawled into the tent first while she went pee. I put on my long johns and zipped myself up in my down sleeping bag. Stacy came. ” I asked him “How do you like the taste of your own cum” He replied “You sure love it, and I do too now” “Well, that orgasm was great, but you are not done” I told him He looked at me puzzled, and I moved back down to his now flaccid cock, and took him in my mouth again, and he moaned in pleasure as my lips ran over his ultra sensitive cock head. I brought him to full erection again, and I took my mouth off. I got up, and walked to the side of the bed, and took his hand, I got him up, and I.