Slowly I realized I wasn't paying much attention to the girl specifically, I was paying more attention to the cock and what she was doing with it. I t...hen slowly realized I was fantasizing more about being in the girl's position than the guy's. This scared me a little and often made me ashamed of myself, so I would try to focus more on girls and straight sex. But no matter how many times I felt embarrassed, and no matter how many times I tried to distract myself, when I was horny I kept thinking. I got naked and crawled in bed . My plan was to lay there for the hour or so I figured she would be in there. It was just after one o clock. I fell asleep and was wakened when I felt her ease in the bed. I looked at the clock it was three thirty. I rolled over to face her. When I ran my hand up her leg instead of the usual stop that I was rewarded with her spreading them even farther apart. When I reached her smooth shaved pussy it was sloppy wet. I slid three fingers in her with ease. She. “But she dragged you in here!” Jaime griped.Nevertheless, he kept thrusting in and out of Tyene Sand despite the argument.“Would you stop fucking her! Stop it! Now! She enjoys it! This was supposed to make her suffer and she loves it! This isn’t rape at all! It was supposed to be rape!” Cersei insisted.Defiantly, Tyene clung to Ser Jaime for every bit of her strength.“She hasn’t let me do it! She’s tightening her snatch like a vise!” the Kingslayer retorted.Just then, Tyene screamed her ecstasy. Back at camp, I gathered firewood. I had fun breaking up the wood and getting a fire started. The weather was still beautiful. Even though darkness was approaching, I still only wore a t-shirt and jeans. I sat at our picnic table and read. Occasionally, I would stir the fire. My book was engrossing and time passed quickly. At one point, I looked at my watch--it was close to 8:30. Where was Laura? I was concerned, but figured she was probably reading or talking to Mark and Bill. Around 9:30 I.