Her hand could feel the warmth and some dampness coming through the panty material,now arching her back with the anticipation of the pleasure she was ...oing to have.Slowly and gently she slide a finger under the panties,ooo feels warm and damp,sliding the finger against her smooth pussy lips,sending a wave of pleasure through her whole body,she lifted her left breast to her mouth,took her nipple into her mouth and began to nibble gently,"mmmmmm",she thought to herself.The taste of her own nipple. ..you've fucked it raw...' I could feel Ron's thick shaft begin to throb again, I pushed him up and as he raised up on his knees I pulled my leg back and started to turn over to get up. Ron smiled at me as I begin roll over. But Ron had other intentions, just as my feet cleared his body, Ron grabbed my ankles and twisted me to my stomach. Before I could counter his move, Ron was on my back separating my knees with his knees, capturing my wrist in his strong grip and pulling my hands up to my. We'd heard tell of three cabins that could be used by hunters or fishers as long as we left them in good condition when we were done. We took a cabin on the northern end of the lake where the fishing was rumored to be the best. That was seven days ago. The third day on the lake we hit a submerged log and sheared a blade off the propeller. The big outboard began to shake violently and twisted on it's mount before dad hit the kill switch. After a five minute inspection and a volley of. I look at my watch, and shiver, 'Shit twenty minutes until the next fucking bus', and now the snow is falling fast and furious.I look to my left and there is a gents toilet, one of those ones that are underground, with the square blocky glass you cant see through, a sixties product, frustrating for a girl wanting to see men piss into a urinal.As my thoughts wander I realize a good fuck would be nice, but there are no cocks walking around, and I curse the weather, a good shag would generate some.