"Oh – errr – we better put him in the shed out back," Valerie decided.

She reached out. Her hand seemed to be pulled toward the donkey's cockhead, dragged by the magnetism of his cockmeat. At the last moment, with and effort, she jerked her arms upward and grasped the rope. She swayed, dizzy with desire, as she led the animal around the side of the cabin. He followed her obediently enough.

Linda stared after them. The donkey's big prick bobbed lewdly as he walked.

Oh, how she wanted to play with his cock!

She wondered if she might get a chance during their stay at the cabin and grinned impishly. Things might not be as boring as she'd feared.

But at the moment she was desperate to get her rocks off. She needed privacy. She had her own bedroom in the cabin, but Linda knew that she always made a lot of noise when her pussy creamed, and she didn't want to be inhibited by frigging off with her mother around.

When Valerie, flushed and trembling, returned, Linda said: "I guess I'll take a walk in the woods, Mom."

Valerie nodded. Valerie, like her daughter, was eager to finger-fuck herself to a frazzle, and it suited her to have the girl out of the way for a while. Linda turned and strolled off toward the pine forest, trying to move casually, pretending to be looking around at the scenery like any innocent hiker in the woods – but very much aware that her creamy cunt was squishing between her thighs with every stride. She was looking forward eagerly to a furious hand-job in the brisk, wholesome mountain air. That, to Linda, was what getting back to nature was all about…

As soon as her daughter had vanished into the trees, grateful for some time alone with her cunt, Valerie went into the cabin. She didn't even bother to go up to the bedroom. Standing in the big front room with the stone fireplace and the horned stag heads mounted on the walls, she raised her skirt and cupped a hand over her pussy.