You shiver some in your sleep as a need seems to wash over your body. Slowly you wake up and feel that need growing, slowly your hand slides between your wet thighs and rubs along your tender swollen folds. The other vixen doesn't seem to be around any more, but you can smell your sister; and something else that causes your folds to tingle with need.
Slowly you sit up and sniff the air in your tent some more, the door having been left open from when your sister came in and passed her gift to you. The woods seem quiet as you slide out of the tent, the sun is just starting to set as you start to follow the scent that makes your body tingle with desire.
Something within you tries to keep your mind on finding cloths and getting out of the woods to see about a way to cure yourself but the need for something to fill you grows by the moment. Your hand drifts down wards to rub along your damp sex again; waves of pleasure quickly following your touch. You leans against a tree as you press two fingers into your pussy, while your other paw plays with one of your tender nipples.
Your moans begin to fill the woods as a twig snaps catching your attion. Your turn to look and see...