I was, at first, struggling to free myself. Then I realized how it felt enjoyable. I was suddenly holding Don's head against my chest because I wanted... him never to stop.He stopped of his own accord, and said, "I have warmed you up, I see." We were both looking down at my crotch. I saw that I had pushed my pubic bone against him, and was grinding on him. I was smearing my dampness on his bare upper leg as I sat on his lap.He returned to suckle, and I continued toward a crescendo of low rumbling. He sat up, his eyes already level with Emily. The skin of his face was dark, the hair growing around the outside of it. His dark eyes were kind, and he had several braids in his fur held together by string, ribbon and leaves.“It’s about time you got here,” he said, his voice rumbling. “I was afraid you were lost.”“I ... um...” She had expected a lot of things, but not this. “You’re cooking?”“Even Bigfoot gets hungry.” He used one of his enormous feet to push a small boulder toward her. “Come.. Instead it has two curves along its length. The lower rectum tilts forwards towards the navel (caused by the pubo-rectal sling), and after a few inches, curves in the opposite direction towards the backbone. The second curve is usually more 'adaptable' than the first and rarely a source of discomfort. The pressure sensation in here when shit is present sends the message to your brain that you need to empty your bowels, which is why having a cock up there can make you feel like you need a shit.. When she loosened her arms, Claire looked at me and a sly look came to her face. She wiggled her ass on my lap and said, "I can see that having gone these past four days without sex has left you as randy as I am." She ground her ass again and I groaned as she pressed against my erection. It felt as if it were probably hard enough to cut diamonds.I looked at my wife, my partner in life, and my lover, and wagged my eyebrows. I asked, "What do you say to our creating a good memory out here at the.