Payback for not having an air mattress. The atmosphere in the tent was rather brisk, a polite way of saying, “too damn cold.”First things first, I...crawled naked past our saucepan, AKA: a chamber pot. Screw it! I didn’t want to bother cleaning our makeshift toilet; besides, we would later need to melt snow to replace our drinking water. I crawled to the entrance and climbed to my knees. An upset bride once asked a famous advice columnist, “My husband insists on urinating in our backyard. Why. She hesitated for a moment, then accepted, plucking it in her claws and dropping it into her mouth. She chewed as they gazed at the fire. It wasn’t quite the Pinwheel’s entertainment channel, but there was something mesmerizing about the flickering flames that never ceased to draw his attention. He liked Osha, he decided. He felt as if he had the most in common with her, and perhaps Runt. He didn’t always understand what Zagza was thinking, his motivations were alien, but Osha’s motherly desire. He told her she could cum at the same time the massive orgasm exploded in her pussy with him holding the vibrator to her clit making her to keep cumming out of control. Traci went into deep sub space hanging with all her weight on her arms and shoulders with all the support of her legs gone weak from the orgasm. He grabbed a rope and wrapped it around her upper body above her tits tying it loosely using the loose ends he pulled her up relieving the pressure on her arms and tying the rope to. She had never seen a device like it before but she instinctively knew what it was.Jim closed and secured the door, turned on some lights and closed the curtains. Lisa went to the swing and stood transfixed; staring at it in wonder. She knew she’d soon be in it and Jim would soon be in her and that it would be marvelous.The next thing she knew, Jim was standing behind her pulling off her t-shirt. He was already naked and his cock stood up proudly pressing into the flesh of her back like a hot.