” “Later,” she said and rubbed my crotch, staring at me intently. Instinctively, I pressed against her, feeling the soft firmness of her breas...s. “Oh, that’s much better,” she moaned in my ear. I lowered her to the floor, trying not to bang her injured ankle against something. My hands slid up her thighs, pushing her skirt up, feeling her firm bottom. She arched her back, and squeezed against me. “You can get hurt,” I said hoarsely, but continued doing what I needed to. “I am already. .”“Let me guess. GIRL cousins.”“Oh, there you go again, making up stuff.”“Am I right?”“Well, yeah ... But...”Giggle. “Untangle me before you start reliving some weird fantasy.”“You’re a horrible person early in the morning.”“I haven’t had my coffee. You DO drink coffee, don’t you?”“Yes.”“Okay, that’s another point in your favor. You go figure out breakfast and I’ll get dressed.”“Okay. Your clothes should be dry. Maybe a little clammy.”I was in my underpants, pulling on a pair of jeans when the. That would be the smart thing to do. Anyway, all of you give me a hug, and I'll see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."The girls left, so I showered again, dressed, and put some clothes into a suitcase. I went out to the car and brought in the new rifle, as well as the new Samsonite case. This rifle was a precision piece and was easy to break down. It came apart in three pieces, the rear stock, the main mechanism with the scopes, and the barrel.Since I had cleaned the gun at the range, I. She was my "dream girl" come to life. She had long, dark hair. Beatifulalmond shaped eyes that were greenish hazel. She was curvy in theperfect way, not fat at all. She was standing next to another woman whowas cropped out of the photo. She was wearing a black skirt thatperfectly accentuated her long, thick, light caramel colored legs thatled up to her big, round ass. Her ass looked too good to be true, it wasin proportion to her body, but it was the biggest I'd ever seen, a hugeturn on for me..