Acts first

Still trembling from your orgasm, you follow a light tug forward as Brooke turns and leads you out of the tent by your little mushroom.

You find yourself unable to do anything but comply and move with your captured cock.

You both walk into the rain, it feels refreshing, though you feel your balls and penis shrivel further at the air exposure.

You are saved from your cock receding into you by the view of Brooke’s bare ass leading you. You feel blood begin to move to your loins.

Just at the river’s edge, she releases your cock, which has become semi erect on the walk over. She turns around, holding a wash cloth in one hand.

“We ought to clean up before anything else. Would you prefer to help each other? Or handle washing yourself? I’d like your company either way.”