She was breathing heavy. I stopped what I was doing, she looked confused, I took her hand and moved her toward the bed, and I sat down on the bed with... her standing in front of me. She turned around and I unzipped her red dress. Under it she wore a red little push up bra with matching red lacy panties and a garter holding up her black seamed thigh highs. She turned toward me, and sat across me straddling my legs with hers. I took her bra and opened the clasp in the front; let her breast out of. “What are those anyway?”“The ... uh ... device has all these little raised knobs on it,” he said, blushing. “I guess, like if someone was going to actually use the thing, you know, it makes the sensation better or something. That’s just a guess, of course.”“Of course,” Gath replied, opening up a bottle of sterile saline. “All right. Let’s clean this thing up and put you back together. Let me put in a little local anesthetic first.”“No, go ahead and let it hurt,” Sparky told him. “Maybe it’ll. The extreme violence of the wind had ceased, but it was snowing hard and dark as pitch. We kept wandering off what passed for a road. We were four hours on that 'road, ' snow and wind in our faces all the way. At one time Captain Louden called a halt to tell us anyone who fell out would have to "lie and die" as he fell. This roused us sufficiently enough so that we all made camp. It had ceased snowing, but the wind was blowing violently. Every tent in the regiment was down; the men endeavoring. I wasn't going to give him any option to back out, so I wrapped my legs over his shoulders and held his head against my pussy. As it hit me, I moaned, telling him not to stop, waves of pleasure crashing over me (yes, I know it's a cliche, but that's how it feels) as he slowed down to help me extend my orgasm. I could feel my legs shaking as I lent my head back and gave myself over to it totally.I knew I was squeezing him between my thighs, and really didn't care - it just felt so good.He.