It gets cold

The two wandered in circles through the moonlit night, each one too distracted by dirty thoughts about the other to notice.

The night was getting colder, especially in their current state of undress, and soon the two were shivering.

"W-we n-need t-to f-f-f-find shelter," Hilda said, as her teeth chattered. She instinctively latched on to the towering slab of man-muscle for warmth, wrapping her arms around his chest, pressing her rock-hard nipples into his back, and rubbing her moist pussy onto his chiseled ass. Her face turned red when she realized what she was doing, but she was too cold to actually let go.

"...yeah... I-I g-g-guess we d-d-do..." he replied, trying futilely to cover his massive erection with his hand. He was just glad she was standing behind him and couldn't see it (not that he knew how much she would have loved it).

The two scanned the area for something they could use...