I was halfway across the meadow when the wind shifted and the overwhelming stench of sour sweat and shit slammed into me. I froze, my heart hammering ...s I shifted to my right, knocking an arrow and preparing to draw my bow.The wild men burst out of the brush with a loud whoop. I let out a startled yelp, struggling to think. There hadn't been bandits roaming the Sierra Nevada in a decade. The wild men were brutish, smeared with dirt, their beards and hair wild and gnarled with twigs and leaves.I. My tongue pressed right onto her nipple and forced it up slightly. "Tastes like heaven," I whispered. "Something like that, now look up at me." My eyes drifted up to see her glaring at me with a smile. No teeth were displayed, but the lust in her eyes said everything. "Are you gonna make your gym teacher cum, Eric? Are you gonna cherish the moment?" Her nipple didn't escape my mouth for words to form and my eyes just stayed on hers. All the bouncing and thrusting was suspended for the time. Ahhhhh... It was unbearable, tears refused to show up at first but dignity gave place to profound humiliation. "Stop...please stop...ahhhhh...please I beg you sir," she pleaded in tears but the blows came with a higher frequency. What added up to the pain was the unseen hands pulling on her hair. "Learn to enjoy the spanks...they are not going to stop," he said with a mocking laugh. Kavya let her body fall on the rock in desperation to escape from his grip but he hold tight. Then, it stopped.. Jean came back, self-consciously adjusting her purse over her shoulder. Jean’s breasts are a very firm thirty-eight B and she has very little jiggle to them, but I could tell that she was braless by the lack of strap marks under her sweater. “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” she murmured to me.Surreptitiously I ran my hand down her back to her ass. I confirmed that she was indeed braless but couldn’t tell about the panties. She instantly knew what I was doing and squirmed away with a smiling.