Trail Side Service

Mistress and slave were back on the trail again yesterday, tackling a steep but beautiful trail up to a local peek that topped out at 12,100 ft.  Another 10 miles on our legs and feet had us a little tender and stiff by the end of the day.

But because the trail was off the beaten path, it gave us plenty of privacy. On the way down we took a rest on a fallen tree,  and Mistress must have had an itch that needed to be scratched. After all, it had been nearly 7 hours since wake up sex back at our hideaway.

"This would be a good place for some worship, slave....."

Naturally, her wish was my command.  She slid down her hiking shorts and yellow undies. slave fell to his knees on the soft forest moss and detritus. Lips earnestly were applied to clean shaven folds. It took nor more than a minute or two to deliver the desired results.

"Good job, slave....."

Mission accomplished.