My left hand had automatically travelled to her soft, firm, huge breasts and were now frantically squeezing them. She said that she was sleepy and wan...ted to go to her room. But my dick was really erect by this time and I could not let her go. I kissed her frantically on her lips and this really was effective. She gave in to me. I started to unbutton her top and her bra with all its glory beneath it was completely exposed. She was wearing a red bra. It took me a few seconds to remove her skirt. When she opened her eyes for a brief moment she noticed her little campsite was quickly engulfed by the upcoming darkness, limiting her view to the immediate surroundings, her backpack, hunting rifle and the pile of clothes that did such a great job of protecting her during the day.She closed her eyes again, relishing the knowledge she was safer out here in the wildnerness without walls around her than she could ever be back in the city, solitude being the most powerful security measure at her. I was slightly crying in pain. We were in missionary position. He came forward to penetrate more and leaned forward to kiss me but now ¾ of his dick is inside and was about to make me cum.I was accepting more his cock so that I could cum the room was filled with WHAmmmm… Thappp sounds and then I went up and shook a bit and came over his cock. He liked and pressed my boobs to control my feelings. I was exhausted by now and came to my senses. I asked him whether he would delete all the content. At shortly after noon, Hank pulled in front of my house. I tossed my backpack and jacket in the back of the truck and got into the backseat. The three of us shook hands, and we were off.On the way north, Mark and Hank explained how we’d be fishing for walleyes. We stopped and grabbed a sandwich and went shopping for food. Mark bought two cases of beer and a bottle of whiskey. We also went to a sporting goods store so I could buy a fishing license.We arrived at Hank’s uncle’s cabin at four.