We were married when I was twenty-five. The only other man I've ever been with was a guy called Graham. He was someone that lived next door to me when...I was younger. He took my virginity when I was fifteen. We saw each other for about two years but then he got bored of me when he met a girl younger than me." She said sipping her wine and looking straight at me this time."How many women have you slept with?" Well you might be happy to know, or might not be, but you have put me into double. ” She opened her eyes and looked down at my tits. Her hands were trembling. She reached out and started squeezing my tits. “Oh!! You’re not wearing a bra!!” she stated.“No, Brian hates me wearing them”, I said. I bent over and whispered in her ear, “I’m not wearing any panties either!” She gasped. “Would you like to feel”, I said. She stopped caressing my tits and moved her hand to my crotch. She could feel the dampness of my wet pussy as she touched the crotch of my black stretch pants.Like. Everything was different. And I was tangled up in something. I was confused.I forced my eyes open. I was pressed up against someone. Ah. Jill. Still wearing my jacket.She was lying on my right arm. My left was going over her left arm and she had the hand in both of hers, pulling it into her sternum.I also had that distinctively male problem. When sleeping, a full bladder activates the sexual reflex. I had a hard on, buried in Jill's ass. Well, not in, between. You get the picture.I struggled to. As she pulled a piece of the carcass on a piece of rebar and bricks holding it up. They ate the dog and later they laid down by the fire they made, Jamie rubbed her belly, that’s some damn good cookin mamma, Lucy looked up at her from where she lay on Jamie’s breast. I can do a lot more than cook Lucy says and she turned to face Jamie, looking into her eyes, she put her hands on the sides of Jamie’s pants, pulling as Jamie raised her body, they kissed passionately, by the fire, Lucy was going.