So this happened a few years back. The Mrs and I went camping in the mountains. We brought plenty of booze and ganja, so once we set up camp and dinner cooking, my wife started rolling a blunt while I made us some drinks.
Once dinner was eaten, I asked my wife if her pussy was for dessert. She was blushing, while lighting a freshly rolled blunt. “Sure. It’s just gotta finish baking first…” I wondered how long she had been sitting on that cute response.
We sat there, blunt burning, with the campfire light dancing with the darkness. I took the blunt from my wife, hitting it. “So, where do you want to fuck?” I asked her, as I handed the weed back to her. “I don’t know” she responded sheepishly, “In the tent, I guess…”
I laughed as she took her tokes. “Somebody’s feeling daring tonight”
“Shut up!” she giggled as she slapped my arm,”Just for that I’m hitting this again”
“How about we start out here, and work our way to the tent?” I asked with a grin, hoping she’d agree.