Halfway through Emma and Daniel’s evening walk, the storm snuck up on them. They raced back to the cabin, arriving soaked to the skin. Moments later they were naked in bed, all but oblivious to the hard rain battering the roof of the cabin, the lightning and thunder having their way with the evening.

Daniel discovered that while licking Emma’s sex, if he inserted his forefinger a knuckle deep in her anus, he was able to ascertain the degree of Emma’s pleasure from the intensity of her anal clench. The maximum contraction frequency, he noted, correlated with a fast flicking on the underside of Emma’s clitoris, but a long slow tongue stroke from bottom to top seemed to elicit the most powerful clasp, the grip of which served to suck Daniel’s finger further into the hug of her asshole.