"Never mind; sorry I can't be of assistance," Harold said."What about this guy?" Steve asked, sliding a picture of Mike Harris across the table.Harold...picked up the picture and looked at it briefly."Nah; ain't seen him either."Steve stood up and stretched but made no indication that he was leaving."Can I use your shit-house?" he asked."Sure down the hall; second door on the right," Harold said, smiling.When Steve went into the toilet Harold began frantically searching for the telephone number. ...really fucks him hard''------------i woke up in my tent i was day i was untied and he lefti continue my trip i felt i coudnt go home yetbut after one night alone i went back in the morning toward the entrance , mostly a day back of hikingi was walking looking at the view but i coudnt focus , images of him in my mouth and ass filling most of my thoughi made it to my car and drive home warning my parent i was home soonerwalking in the sex shop i looked at all the dildo , wanting any one of em. Still holding my dick, he moved his hand up and down a few times, before realizing he was still fully clothed.He stood up, and paused for a moment before undoing the first button of his shirt. I got up as well, folded his hands in mine, and then proceeded to undo the buttons of his shirt. Almost giddy with arousal, I took off the garment, and the t-shirt underneath it. Now, I looked admiringly at the man’s solid chest, while undoing his belt, and fumbling with his pants button.At last, it. Further ... hold it ... Sit up.”Tammy shot forward and shook her head. “Whew.”Lori massaged Tammy’s breasts then leaned forward and kissed each nipple. She rested her hands on Tammy’s hips. “The next rule is that you have to be honest with us. If something is bothering you or is too hard or painful. You have to tell us. If we ask a question you have to answer it. A lie earns a punishment.”“Yes, Mistress.”“Why did you want to kiss me?”Tammy’s face clouded. “Y ... you d ... didn’t like it?”Lori.