...he gentle moonlight reflected off of her features. Ash gazed down her
body, looking at the shape of it under the thick covering. Half of her body was out of the
bag, and she shivered in her sleep from the wind. Ash longed to warm her with his own body
heat, to send flaring heat with a kiss.or even more.
He continued to stare, and he looked at Misty's silky white nightgown. He peered at her
breasts through the thin material, and longed to caress them. Suddenly, Ash felt himself go
hard, wincing at the longing to satisfy his lust. Slowly, he crept out of his own sleeping
bag, carefully trying not to make the fabric rub together. He crawled over to Misty, and
quietly unzipped her sleeping bag. He gaped at her marvelous body form, starting at her
delicate facial features, and trailing down to admire her almost full breasts, the rose
nipples appearing under the fabric, down to her waist, and in between her legs, where her
sky blue lace panties could be seen through the silk. Ash clenched his teeth, he urged to
be inside her, feeling her warmth all over him, and kissing and rubbing her petite breasts.
Daringly, Ash lifted the bottom of her nightgown, bringing it up just above her breasts.