“Yes, I’m serious. “We can leave as soon as you get your things together.” I heard her shout up the stairs after me. Sex She reached around and grabbed my hand and pulled it across her chest. Everything was tucked neatly into our backpacks. Being that we live so far north and it was the middle of January, it was blistering cold outside. I still wasn’t hard (thank God), I was way too cold. I smiled as she panicked and said, “Oh honey, I forgot about that. I knew I was about to cum so I decided to make the most of it. We packed pretty light, just a small tent, sleeping rolls, cooking supplies our clothes and fishing gear. If it’s ok with you, when you’re about to, um release your stuff…would you do it inside me? My mom may be 38, but she can still carry her own share of the gear. The only way we’re going to survive this night is with our body heat.” I knew she was right. We would spend days camped in a tent next to our favorite lake. Gladly. The only way we’re going to survive this night is with our body heat.” I knew she was right.
