Coax Harold into fucking the hiker

"I know exactly what you want, master," you murmur, running your hands over his chest as you move behind him, pressing yourself against his back, your rigid tool rubbing against his ass. His breath catches and you feel him start to tremble, but he doesn't pull away from you. Gently, you push him forward, his shuffling steps kicking leaves onto the edge of the cloak, until he's standing between the spread legs of the hiker.

"On your knees, Harold," you tell him, following him down, keeping close to his body. You reach around him, one hand slowly caressing his cock as your lips graze the shell of his ear. "I know what you want," you say again. "You want to fuck that tight ass in front of you. And he is so tight. Don't try to deny it," you add as he makes a half-hearted noise of protest. "I saw how turned on you got when I **** him down and drove my fingers deep inside him. Imagine how good it will feel to sink your cock into that hungry hole. He's going to squirm and beg, Harold. I bet you can even make him scream a little. Go on, we both know you want to."

"I- I can't," Harold whispers.