I woke to two completely different sensations. The first was that everything was wet and freezing. Apparently it had rained, and was still raining, and our tent was not properly waterproofed, so all of the blankets had a layer of frigid mountain rain water misting over them.
In stark contrast, a purple haired head bobbed up and down between my legs, engulfing my slowly hardening cock in molten lust. The second sensation won.
My hands reached down to hold Bailey's head as she worked me awake.
