� Her arms reach to the sky as she sways and stretches. The wind whispers around her, teasing her, exciting her nerves, causing shivers that will the fine flaxen hair, on her legs and arms, to spring to life and rise, in an attempt to capture the last warmth of the waning sun. Pulling off the sundress� she half skips, half runs, to the misty falls that cascade� from the cut in the mountain and flow down to the pond, nestled at it's base. The water pulses down upon her, buffeting away the pain of her toil, heating out the stress and carrying away the salt and grit from her chores. Dewy rivulets dance their way down her body, not in a rush, but with a slow, caressing, playful descent. They trickle and smooth across fetish her ankles and glide off her feet with a hint of sadness, then scramble across the Lesbian stones and become one again, in the pooling pond that nuzzles, comfortably, around her toes. � She sighs and breathes in deep, then goes about her� tasks, gathering wood and fruit and checking on the fish� traps, reveling in the sight of a trout that wriggles slowly� in a weave of sticks that ensnare it. "Thank you, for your energy and life." She solemns, "I will try and do honor to oral that which you give. Become spirit and be free." � Her hand touches a stick to the fishes head and a light� green spark pulses between them. A translucent blue shape, of piscean form, smooths out of the creatures body as it painlessly goes slack. The dyke opalescent glow drifts it's way into the waters, disappearing in the ripples with a flick of it's tail. � Her time, as you see, is entirely consumed with activities, unplanned, compulsive and sometimes cruel in their frequency. Nursing him, has occupied almost all of her days, ensuring their survival, much of the rest. From sun up to sun down she takes care of the mundane.� You can find her outside chopping wood, collecting water, or gathering food and ingredients from the valley around them.� Never far from the sound of him, just in case he should stir. When the moon takes it's turn in the sky,� it changes her course but not her momentum. She sits at the table mixing liniments, potions and teas, or by the fireplace turning the fruits and berries into a loose syrupy manna that she feeds him.� When time affords, she crafts what she can, out of the few resources the cabin has left,� like the dress she wears when she tends to him, or the chairs she's repaired with sticks and sisal that massage she's found scattered across this cozy little vale. The only time she takes for herself is when she eats, drinks, catnaps or bathes. The cool clear crispness of the pooling pond is enticing and energizing to her soul.� The warm, almost hot water of the falls, cleansing and soothing to her body and mind. The short walks and the breeze on her wet, bare flesh, reviving. � So she feeds the fire and cooks the fish and thinks on the last few days,� trying to put some understanding to what has happened here and why. The outside shower was attached to the rear wall of the house and was open to the air above, it had a three walls and a ten inch rain shower head for the water. “Right width for what Emily?” “Maxynn?” He was sitting at the end of her bed. By now Reesha was beyond horny, and she climbed onto the cock again, riding it hard. I wanted to go back but Gerry had other desires. “i’m cumming really filling my hot pussy with his big load. Sandra, are you alright or is there something wrong. He was too busy sucking Mom’s tits and trying to keep Lesbian up with the ballgames. I had managed to get some sleep but I was aching all over. My father was over by the window, naked, stroking his cock. Brown crazy is dodging and swinging back wildly when Juanita loses her fear and in my opinion common sense and rushes the one in brown and nearly eats a length of chain but it gives the crazy in black an opening and he smashes the knee of the other with the hammer and that is about it for walking, standing and running. Now it's my turn to tell some greenhorns what to do. You oral remember what you are allowed to wear don't you?" Fortunately, it massage wasn’t password protected, so I was able to log on and check my email. I bent down, dyke swabbing my finger through it. See you soon, little bro." She worked hard to swallow my seed and peered up at me as she finished, “And how many pieces of silver will you offer me this time?” she asked. I marched up to my husband. “No, you never have.” I sighed as my chick became rock hard. Neither of us was thinking any more, we were responding to nature, to the situation. Her snatch squeezed down on me as I buried to the hilt in her. Terry was smirking out the front window of his huge fetish car as Phil approached. "I told her I didn't know, Master." Say ‘I like this’.” Mike commanded. "Really, really good Mommy." She examined her tits and found they were bruised. She said yes he could and she would be there soon to pick us up. Lets go spoil ourselves in Khao Lak! If the coin turns up heads, Gina will first punish Tina and then Tina will punish Gina.