She wanted affection as well. She wanted someone to hold her and kiss her and show her what true love was like again. “Would you lay down in bed wit... me? Would you hold me in bed? Just hold my body,” Sarah asked Catherine. “That’s all.” In only their “skivvies,” Catherine agreed happily and the two moved over to Sarah’s nice neat bed. Sarah pulled back the covers and laid down. Catherine followed and the two lay facing one another on their sides, their bodies “hanging” out for the other to. As he gazed on Matt's face and torso, let his eyes linger on the sexy y-fronts and pictured the gorgeous package which lay beneath Dave felt his throat tighten with lust. His soft cock, not tired despite its recent pounding and ecstatic release, began to stir once more in the wet briefs. Dave realised that something profound had changed, and that for the first time in his life he had found someone whose passion for briefs, for their soft feel around cock, balls and arsehole, for the manly. Didn't waste any time, she grinned. This trip's just getting started and it's already one for the books. "Take a long look back, folks," she said to the people on her raft. "That's civilization we're leaving behind."Like most trips, they didn't run far, only to Cathedral Wash, where Crystal had them pull up onto shore and break out lunch. That was a little awkward; Scooter had become used to having Norma and Barbie do a lot of that, and they weren't with them this time. As people worked on. His dark brown eyes roved from my face, traveling down to my cock filled pussy. Almost the moment our eyes met, I climaxed. It felt so surreal, to be watched like that. My climaxes were like waves, as though transporting me to a different time and place. At some point Sal shed his clothes. His cock pulsed with the beating of his heart, but his eyes never left my body, and in a way, my soul. He just sat watching. Jim pushed my legs up higher; my willing body almost folded in half. Jim too was.