'I wonder how often they did it since yesterday?'We ate dinner and then made a huge fire. We burned every scrap of trash we had. The next morning we h...d a 3 1/2 mile portage. We needed to lighten and consolidate our load as much as possible. This portage had to be done one time. No second trips to get the rest of the packs. We consolidated things down to four Duluth packs. Barb, Sherry, Amy and Katie would carry them the whole way. Joe, Jon, Will and I would carry the canoes.I held Sherry close. She was right at the height of my penis when I fell over her and my dick is kinda on her lips.I slowly got an erection and could feel my penis pushing her lips down. I couldn’t move as my leg was stuck between the chair and cot, and the other way for her to get out was blocked by the suitcase.So, she had to slide on her back between my thighs to get out and in the process, her lips, nose, eyes, and forehead rubbed along my dick while her boobs rubbed along my thighs. I was totally horny, even. A noble woman of utter loyalty to her man, she was stunningly beautiful... Too beautiful for *one* man. Dean thought of the object of his desire cheating on her man in a steamy hot sexual fantasy. As this daydream became the strongest, most completely engrossing he had ever had, he missed the fact that first everyone at the table and then everyone in the room fell soundly asleep.At that moment, the heroine of Dean's dreams found her real world matters quickly turning to fit the dreams of this. “I loved him and he did this to me?” Cindy wept on Angie’s shoulders and several others’, including Sam and Pamela, as well as Janet, “Why did he do this to me?”“It’s my fault. I meant well, but if I hadn’t sent those materials on how to make anal sex safer and more hygienic, Billy wouldn’t have gotten so angry and did this to Cindy,” Angie expressed her irrational feelings of guilt.“It’s not your fault, Angie! It’s mine!” Cindy told her, “I was too pushy about it and such, I guess.”“Now, both.