“What dirt exactly do you speak of?” Kara inquired.
Elle pushed her shoulder.
“You know what I mean. Just because we’re scientists doesn’t mean we don’t like to f**k,” Elle said, her voice lowering.
Kara bit her lip at the thought of Bolt’s large, pulsing c**k. She could feel wetness dampening her underwear.
“Is that what you want to know about?” Kara asked.
Elle shrugged.
“Whatever you’re willing to dish, I suppose,” Elle replied.
Kara fell back onto the sleeping bag and gazed up at the roof of the tent. Trickles of snow must have been falling because she could hear light tappings of water against the fabric.
“I haven’t had s*x in a long time,” Kara said.
Elle leaned over her mug and placed her chin on her hand, feigning an animated look. Kara chuckled and continued.
“But whatev
