His eyes piercing through me. I realized, as disgusted as I was by the whole thing, he was still my love. I didnt want to hate him. I didnt want him t... hate me. I decided to go and talk to him. I got out of bed and walked to his room. I couldnt hear anything inside, so I opened the door. The room was dark, but I could see him sleeping in his bed. I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. I watched him sleep. He looked so innocent. I brushed the hair from his face and he stirred. I. He'd better like it or you'll be back making lonely wishes in your room again."There was fear again in Ellen's eyes."Please, you wouldn't leave me?" Disappoint Mr. Manning and you'll see how fast you find yourself alone."There was a knock at the door.Miranda opened it enough to see Manning waiting in the hall, a bit nervously."Come in, come in," she said gesturing as she opened the door wider.He stepped in and she closed the door.His eyes fell on Ellen, who despite repeated warnings form. Then a surprising rush of adrenaline flushed through my body, further hardening my nipples and clit. I took advantage of it and completely released myself and masturbated like crazy. Knowing that men love bouncing boobs, I tucked my arms in, causing my heavy, firm breasts to roll in rapid waves across my chest. I remember half grimacing and half smiling at the same time, intense pleasure and exhibitionist joy. When it hit, my orgasm was so strong that its tremors of ecstasy buckled my knees. I. I walked over, but before entering, I decided to ask if she was decent."Yes, I am decent, you may come in, but stay away from me!" She growled. She was apparently still not happy or used to the idea that we had to share the same tent.After I closed the tent zipper behind me, I realized, how the hell am I going to get change for bed with her inside! The wind was picking up and it was starting to rain, so I knew that she would not want to wait outside. I decided that I would save her the disgrace.