My eyes felt like they were going in the back of my head as his finger kepted fucking my. He held me tighter against his chest with his other arm. I...was breathing so fast while rocking my hips with his finger. I moaned 'More" when his finger slipped out and glided up my slit. "More... Uncle Tim....Please more" I begged as his finger tip finally went back into my hole. He was rocking against me as I was rocking against his finger. Then I heard him groan then quickly removed his hand from. Mom had planned on helping me sort through things and getting situated before I had to head off to my own part-time job later that afternoon. I figured it was time to reveal the contents of the envelope, and let her be aware of them, though Danny and I had already discussed doing it this way, and not letting on that we'd already found them so many weeks ago now.I had purposely saved organizing the desk for last, waiting for mom to come in and begin helping me, where together hopefully ... we'd. The Bedouins had set up a little space to show off their dancing techniques much to the delight of the delightfully expressive Dolly. She was swaying and rolling her pleasantly plump hips in perfect rhythm with the strange sounding music. I could see that most of the male guides were quite aroused with her performance and one fellow even had his splendid tool in hand for a spirited work-out.When I leaned forward to remove my sandals, a pair of guides slipped in behind me and began to strum my. Their hips were a blur of motion as the energy between them continued to build."More, dammit, more," she called to him from between her clenched teeth.He complied."Oh God!" one of them cried as one final burst of electricity surged through them and both exploded in orgasm. The world turned utterly white for a moment as if Hunter had left this reality. Gradually his sight returned and resolved back into the image of a sweaty, panting young woman beneath him."Is it always like this?" she asked.He.