“What’s that?” I replied playfully “I want it. I want it!...please!” With that, I thrust the handle inside her and was met with a rewarding ...gasp. I thumbed her clit as I pumped the utensil insider her. Her breathing became frantic and she let out a series of small coos. I quickly took out the whisk and stood. I bent her over my desk and started the affront to her pussy again. He legs trembled slightly and I reached around to cup her hanging breast through her shirt. “Do you want more?” I asked. Either the water was cold, or she got a sexual rush skinny-dipping. I looked down more and was pleased to see that she shaved her young, 13-year old pussy. I was too far away to get a great look at it, but from here this was about as good as a pussy gets: it was perfectly rounded, and the lips were soft and tight. It also helped that it sat on a wonderful, athletic body.Now my dick was fully hard and I had to whip it out before it started pressing to hard against my cargo shorts. She must've. I didn’t want him to stop and kept grinding my hips into him as my mouth continued to slide along the length of his cock, pausing to suck on the head and back down. I knew he was about ready, but didn’t expect him to pull out and spray my face and breast with his cum. It felt so wonderful to be used like that, total submission to another person. And at the same time I was growing to like the femme side of me. I would go to a dollar store and get cheep clothing, always something my wife wouldn’t. There are no longer those hanging profusions of vines and creepers and the trees that you pass by lack that primeval hugeness that surrounded you earlier. Light scatters down through gaps in the canopy off the road, while above you there’s a long band of blue sky. You look up. The sky has that depth of blue that tells you that nightfall is not so very far away. ‘We’ll have to start looking for a good campsite,’ says Leuna, reading your mind. You tell her that you should be reaching a tributary.