The stars in the moonless sky glowed beyond the open curtains. “It's unexpected, then. What brought this on?”“Like I told our family at dinner, ...it's time for me to change my ways.”“But old dogs, etc.”“I don't want to be the aging playboy at the bar.” “Getting a lot of takers?”“You know my M.O., Abbey. Whenever I'm on the road with one of my political candidates, and a lady desires the pleasure of my company, I discreetly ask her to meet me outside. Then I walk to the elevator alone, take it to. I straightened my dress and bunny ears and looked at Mark. Hetook my hand. "That was amazing. You really make an excellent girl." I smiled,and then told him I needed to go wash off the cum. I walked into the bathroomand wiped off the cum with a cloth. I touched up my make-up, adjusted my costumeand went back into the room. I stopped when I saw Mark. He had stripped out ofhis costume completely and was standing rubbing his cock. Amazingly, it was hardagain. I walked over to him and gave him a. Just clip, clip, clip and I would be immobile until my little forest friends released me - whenever that would be. Having no real idea of when I might be released added to the sexual tension of my bondage.I carefully strapped my backpack to a large tree several feet away and then double checked everything to be sure that all was properly prepared. I was about ready to sit down and bind myself in place when I remembered the scent spray. I went back to my pack and got the spray bottles out of. "Do you want to do it here or in the shower?" I asked."You decide Mike," she said. "Here's perfect," I replied. "I want to see you work without a net and drink my piss right here on your couch without wasting a drop." With a bit of a shy smile Claire said, "OK, I want to see if I can do it too." Then patting the couch she asked, 'Where do you want me?"Claire had a futon couch and like most futons the mattress was sliding down the back of the couch. It was about time for the drooping mattress to.