She responded in kind and was soon bucking backward into me with abandon. My thrusting increased in tempo and we were soon thrashing wildly against ea...ch other. Our moans and grunts loud in the confines of the shelter where we fucked. I knew it would take me a bit longer to reach my climax, but was elated to feel her orgasm begin. She moaned more loudly and began to squeal with each thrust of my cock into the inner reaches of her sex. Her legs trembled and I felt the contractions of her body. Then my cock and balls disappeared under a cluster of clothespins. Always a sucker for this kind of treatment, I moaned with pleasure when they put a line of pins on the underside of my cock and then circled the tip with more.“He is a little painslut,” one of the women laughed as fluid leaked from my abused cock.Even the sharper pain when the last two clothespins were put on my sensitive nipples did not lessen my enjoyment of the whole thing.“OK, ladies, time for the main event,” Linda, said. In the end, he headed for his bunk leaving orders to be awoken when they were within thirty minutes of the canyon.Jake’s dreams were plagued with images of the duchess in his arms and other things that definitely had not happened. He was relieved when Patrick woke him. He had fresh caff and a sweet roll waiting in the sitting room. The eels seemed to know something was up. Both attached themselves to his arms complicating his efforts to get properly dressed. He left them in his room when he. And I was with them in the room while they smoked it..." Wow, that's cool... do you mind if I smoke now?" I asked her, packing a big bowl full."Sure, why not..." mom replies, feeling the slight effects of the face full earlier.I light up the bowl, taking a few big breaths, as I open the window, exhaling a large plume of smoke."So what is new with you?" mom asks, smoking her cigarette as I smoke my pot. I am standing on the bed now, my hips at her head level. She is looking up at me."Not much.