They had more than enoughfootage for their documentary, and Sara wanted to have nothing more to dowith Kramer.When the Cessna coasted up to the float ...lane dock on Iliamna Lake, Sarasaw that David's de Havilland Beaver was not there. She assumed he hadflown to Anchorage with Brian as he had said he might, and she set aboutsupervising the unloading of the float plane. When she reached the lodge,she saw that Kramer was talking to Hubert, the producer waving his armsabout very animatedly as he. My God! I thought. I'm kissing another man as he was sliding and twisting his fingers in and out of my ass. I felt a closeness I never had before and enjoyed wanting to please and be used by him. I had become his submissive slut. He stopped fingering my ass and moved me to the side of the bed. He stood on the floor and had me get on all fours. He grabbed the lube and fingered my ass some more. Fuck, I felt so submissive as he played with my ass. He then grabbed my hips and brought his cock to. My face contorted and my eyes formed tiny slits as my expressionreflected pure sexual ecstasy. The feelings escalated as I was fuckedharder and harder, faster and faster It never missed a beat and I came,my head sank onto my arms as my lover kept going, nowhere near his ownclimax. He took me higher and I was having another wonderful orgasmseconds after the first, I could hear myself moaning.As a final groan escaped my lips, I felt the pounding slow down. I foundmyself hoping that he knew not to. We didn’t have sex education in schools in the 70s a lot of our learning was trial and error and fumbling around.As he brushed his finger over THAT spot I gave a little whimper, as he built up a steady pace my feelings were getting stronger, it didn’t take long before I was panting, and sweating, giving a little moan as the feeling got stronger, and stronger, oh my God it was wonderful.A few more minutes and I was gasping to catch my breath, my legs were shaking I hung onto Terry’s neck as the.