He could hear what sounded like an argument between a troop of mad apes and the grandfather of snakes. Those noises apparently radiated from the very ...irection where he had volunteered to go!But other sounds came also to his ears; perhaps smaller creatures generated them, but they sounded every bit as vicious, if not as ponderous as the bedlam from the north. Strangely, though, there was an underlying, almost disquieting rumble, that reminded him of the purring of the bobcat kept as a pet by. " You have a point, Maria." Diane said. "We'd better get going." she added as she gave a tug on Angela's arm."No, please." Angela said in desperation. "I'm sorry, double it, no ... triple it. There has to be something I can give you." You have that much money on you?" Diane asked."No, of course not." Angela said. "No one carries money anymore. I could write you a check." she suggested."Yeah, right!" Maria laughed."There has to be something?" Angela insisted."Come on." Diane said as she pulled. “Oh, I love your firm breasts… who wouldn’t want to be wanted by someone with such vitality and life in them” I said. “I love the way you have treated me for the last two days… so tender and considerate… like a woman… you make me feel special… cherished” she said. “You are someone to be cherished” I said, “Someone who should have the very best… and someone who can be your equal!” “My equal… I’ve never wanted someone to be my equal… nor for me to be theirs. I’ve wanted mentors and encouragers,. Displaying not so much as a splinter of shame the albescent heiress parted the thick pinkish lips of her lush hairy pussy showcasing the lustrous juices forming inside. In fact it was so full that it started flowing, trailing down and landing in a tiny tasteful little puddle on the linen bed sheets.“ See, my vagina is sopping wet and it's entirely your fault”Monica grumbled somewhat teasingly though whether she felt genuine irritation or not wasn't clear, then again that's always the case with.