We were staying in a cabin in the caravan park, the weather the way it was there was little to do at all. Anne decided she was bored and suggested we ...ee if there was a bit of local talent around that might be interested in a little fun. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth we went for a drive at that time of year there was usually backpackers looking for a ride plus usually some fruit pickers moving from farm to farm.We ran up past Renmark with no success and decided we might as well go. It hurt so much but he had me firmly in his grip, gasping my hips on each side as his hard cock pushed into my ass. He was getting increasingly worked up. "Oh yes my slut, your my fucking slut now!” he moaned between pants,”fucking cock-teasing faggot!”I was speechless. The pain and overpowering feeling of violation had put me in a delirious, switched-off head space. I felt I had lots all control of my person and my body. He was fucking me like a sex-doll. In those minutes, I wasn’t myself, so. I add another finger and they are going in and out of my wet pussy. I look up with half lidded eyes and beg to be allowed to cum for him.He doesn’t give me permission yet. So I continue to fuck myself, rubbing my thumb across my clit, pulling on my erect nipple. I’m begging with my eyes. He knows I am a cum whore but I wait for his nod for permission. This really makes me feel slutty. Lying on the floor with my legs spread, finger fucking myself for his pleasure, not mine.He finally give me a. Unless they planned to meet with him as they were the should probably get cleaned up and dressed for the day.Jake learned several things about his wife that morning. First, he learned they both enjoy showering together. Next, he learned that watching her get dressed was one of his favorite things in the world. Then he learned, she felt he was incapable of dressing himself. She commented on his uniform asked if his boots had been shined. When he was dressed, he learned, even though he couldn’t.