The air was crisp and slightly chilly, and Ada had been siting close beside him as they leaned against his saddle and shared the single blanket to aid...the glow of the campfire in warding off the cold wind. As Kincaid melded his story to slowly enfolding Ada to him under the blanket, he reasoned in whispers that they would be so much more comfortable making maximum use of their shared body heat. And Ada, lost in his storytelling believed him and melted into him. The story was sad and poignant. Then I feel him run his fingers through my hair, which causes me to squirm on his lap. I feel his bulge press against me, causing me to moan loudly even as we continue to kiss passionately. I try my best to get as close to him as I possibly can without moving away from his hands. I feel his fingers ever so gently brush against my pussy. I attempt to thrust against his hand. My owner grabs the back of my collar. I know that I am going to get punished for trying to rush things. However, as I look. When she had him calmed down for the third time, she moved back up and raised herself up to guide him into her hot, wet, and ready slit, taking him fully, and riding him slowly. As she moved back and forth, she contracted her internal muscles, lightly milking him. She stopped to let him relax twice more, before she clamped down as tight as she was able, and rode him until he exploded inside her. She had not been immune to her own antics. She had experienced several more orgasms while riding. Y'all have fun...' I started to rise up wiping my face when I was made aware of anther penis probing my butt crack. I started to turn when I heard a gruff voice say '...no you don't, you ain't through yet...' before I could mutter a protest I felt his penis sliding deep into my rectum. Standing straight up I was on my tip toes as he hunched up into me and pulled me back down whispering '...I'm in your ass now, I'm there...'There was a ledge or something over the bench, I braced my hands on it.