I was smliing to myself just thinking off the delights instore.we arrived at the camp site a little village called "Hope". we had the tent up in momen...s and the gear out the car, Dee was bent down with her pert little ass up in the air sorting out the kip mats, oh that was to much to stand my cock was swelling and my pulse was racing i moved up be hind her and pushed her forward she fell on her belly just right for what i had in mind. "oh god you cant wait five minuets can you" as my hand was. But I also think some people tend automatically to reject things without ever giving them a try or because they think certain things are dirty or taboo. But two consenting people in the right mood at the same time… well, things can happen, and whatever those things may be, there is nothing wrong as long as it isn't criminal, lol." You read me perfectly, Susan, and took charge. You pushed against my comfort zone and made me try something I would never have considered on my own. And that got me. I yelped. He paused but did not attempt to withdraw. I kept telling myself to relax and tried what I had learnt for childbirth, quick breaths. It helped. Eventually he pushed deeper. I could feel the knuckles on his fingers pass into me. It hurt again, but the pain became a lot easier to cope with. When he had both fingers deep inside, he started to move them about, twirling one over the other and slightly parting them. It was exquisite. I could feel the inside of my vagina being massaged. I. This winter wasn’t peaceful though, not for him. This winter he carried a fright inside him. Some days it kept him locked inside his warm hole. This was one of those. He had woken sometime around noon and had realised his hole was colder than usual, and had put a web over the hole’s opening to keep the heat inside and the cold out. In normal winters, that wouldn’t have bothered him. By shivering he could easily generate enough heat inside himself to return time to normal. But this winter was.