"Can I unwrap it?" Olivia asked. "I think that is a good idea since I seemed to be tied up at the moment." Olivia carefully un-wrapped the paper and t...ook out a long box that was equally feminine. "Can I open the box to see what it is?" "Of course Olivia." She opened the box and showed him a very pretty corset. It looked to be made of white silk. There was pink embroidery along the bones. There were also numerous garters hanging from the bottom. She opened it so that he could see the inside. It. A picture formed inside my head of what that mammoth cock must look like forcing its way into my body…my tiny asshole stretched impossibly wide and tight around the almost beer-can thickness of the man’s humongous bull meat…the even broader cumbersome head shoving my insides open for the heavy vein-rippled shaft behind…its slow prolonged progression up into me as it shoved past my hips, waist, bellybutton, and then deep into my stomach. I felt like a small vulnerable a****l thrust on a huge. I wanted something, but I didn’t know what.The hands knew. They started playing with my asshole... and if felt good... really good. I’m straighter than an iron rod, but for some reason I wanted those fingers inside me. I was writhing on the bed when suddenly they were gone. I was painfully erect with the worse case of blue balls I had ever experienced, so I wacked myself off just to relieve the pain so I could fall asleep.The next night, the fingers started pushing into my ass. By the end of. She took the two wooden bowls they’d brought along to eat from and filled them with snow, then brought them inside to let the snow melt. Once it had, she filled the satchels of water they both carried, and then repeated the process so she would have more ready at hand. This done, Silmaria decided to take a chance and used some of their rapidly dwindling wood supply to build a fire. It took her some time to get a small but wonderfully welcome little fire going; she wasn’t as adept as Rael at.