When we stopped for lunch, Master convinced Sherry to pull down her shorts so I could lick her to a couple of orgasms as she sat on a rock, eating. We'd stepped off the trail enough we weren't entirely visible to the people who casually walked by, but enough that if they were looking around, might see us. Of course, watching me gave him a hard on, which I also had to relieve.

We got back to the Inn around four. Sherry rushed home to get some other clothes, while we took showers, and put on more appropriate clothes for a night out. As soon as Sherry got back, we...