An Argo is an amphibious machine. I wanted to take it back across the lake. Unfortunately, once more the girls said no and since Sam was driving, I di...n't get my way.We drove back with me up on the cargo deck having one last look around with the binoculars while Karen sat in the passenger seat. We drove even slower. My main interest was the wall of the valley. I was scanning it to see if I could spot any caves. If we came back here again I wanted somewhere we could camp in relative safety. I. I felt my shirt being removed. My ankles were secured. Then my hood was removed. I looked around. I was in a small windowless room. I presumed I was in a jail house or sanatorium of some description. I was unable to move. My wrists were tied with leather straps which were fastened with cables to the ceiling and my ankles were bound and weighted with large cast iron bricks. There was a single electric light in the room. I thought it looked dark, and then I remembered that I was still wearing my. As i asked her bhabhi I am in market aap kaha ho, she said she couldn’t come to market. As she was talking to me he was between her legs.& felt that while talking to her as she was breathing heavily. She asked me about my plans. I said ill be back in 1/2 hour, she said ok & kept phone, as she told him this she pushed on the floor & climbed over him, This was her wild side. She sat on his hard Lund & started to jump, moaning, maaaaaaan her big chunchiyan bouncing looked awesome as his hands. Kate’s lush breasts, barely contained by her black bra, drew his attention. He rubbed them and nuzzled them, licking the exposed upper slopes. He found the catch at the back and the fleshy orbs fell free, ready for his touch. “Oh, what big beauties!” he gasped. He felt and licked them, sucking on the erect nipples. Kate lay back and sighed. I never really thought I’d become a true dyke, she thought. This feels wonderful and I’m still as seductive and sexy as ever. The dampness between her legs.