Distress Stories

Continud from part one...Having saved me from drowning after I had "accidentally" fallen into the water, the handsome park ranger straddled my chest and fucked my mouth. When he said that we should then go to his cabin and get our wet clothes off, I was all for it. I picked up my shoulder bag ("man purse" some would say) and my cigarette holder, which I had dropped when I "slipped" and "fell" into the water. It was a shor...