"OK," he said, reaching for the tee, and starting to slowly lift it up.He could see Jason's eyes grow bigger, and bigger. This was clearlyhaving an ef...ect on him. And it was rather fun.But he stopped. It felt, well, wrong. For many reasons. "I won't do that,Jason." Tease!" Jason said. "Am not," Rob answered, and stuck out his tongue at him. That shut Robup, and he just smiled. "Well THAT is something my Dad would never do!"he said. Rob retracted his tongue. Like last night's pillow fight, he. But they are not the same.”He was about to continue when a man approached them. He was dressed as the others, that is, in a style that seemed a little antiquated. There were some oddities about his dress. His foot coverings, for example, were more or less like the ones the group wore but seemed to be made of some strange material. Not cotton, not wool, not leather. He extended his hand to Gérard.“Hello, my name is Jonathan.”Gérard shook hands. “My pleasure. I am Gérard. These are my foster. Her friends in the College of Engineering had designed and built a sturdy platform that when assembled fit perfectly between the branches. She had gathered her camping gear from her summer vacation in the Rocky Mountains, carried it to her aerie and made herself comfortable. She had food, water, a lantern, a sleeping bag and a sturdy tent, all the comforts of home.She wriggled from her sleeping bag; lifted three coffee cans weighted with pebbles and dropped them one by one to the ground below.. Leaning far forward, he began to roll his tongue quickly back and forth across her neglected clit, as she pulled harder at the fistfuls of his hair. "Fucking God Carlos! I-I-I'm going to cum!!" She almost screamed as she could feel the waves of heat building inside her. Carlos heard her plea and pulled away so quickly it was almost cruel, pulling his tongue away and withdrawing his fingers until the tension in her body had subsided.Grinning almost maliciously once more he raised his fingers to.