Nothing. Five minutes...still nothing. 10 minutes and I gave up.About 15 minutes after picture three, came picture four... I was shaking a little when... I opened the text. Now she was in light blue satin panties taking a full body shot in the mirror. She was wearing a matching bra and a huge smile. The next text simply asked which ones I liked the best and I let her know that the silver ones were amazing. Another 10 minutes went by with nothing from her so I figured that she was checking out and. She pulled me toward the bedroom."Hurry, come on, hurry."There was no foreplay - we hit the bed and went after each other like two people possessed and it was perfect. I instinctively knew what she wanted, where and how to touch, and she knew the same about me. The only way to describe it would be to say we fit - we were made for each other. After the first frenzied fuck she brought me back to life with the best head I'd ever gotten. Our second coupling, while not as frenzied as the first, was. It sounds to me as though you were deliberately trying to be seen. What did you tell her?”“Nothing much, I just ran past her out of there. But she kept giving me looks all morning so at lunchtime I had to tell her the truth.”“You stupid girl how many times have I told you to keep quiet. Other people have strange ideas about our activities.”“Honestly, Mistress, she seemed ok with it once I’d explained everything.”“I think you might be going in with another sore bottom this Monday as well. How. His parents were palaeontologists, which gave him a head start over the rest of us. The rough lifestyle suited him and he thrived on our outings in the field.On our first excursion, I therefore had to get used to my pungent tent mate. It was a two-day outing and apprehensive as I was, by the second evening I had acclimatized to the heady smell in our tent. To be honest, adapting to the aroma was made easier for me when I got to see Declan naked. He had a beautiful hairy body and his smelly feet.