“How long has Ms. Brendan been doing this to helpless women?” Donna wondered to herself as she followed the small Asian girl leading her. “How m...ny women has she under her control? And how could she ever escape if all these women before her failed?”The last picture that caught her attention was one of a petite woman, bent over and being taken from behind by an ugly black muscular man. Both were smiling at the camera but the small women was obviously in great discomfort, her pain clear on her. On the plus side, this is a very new location. It was only buried about four hundred years ago, so we haven’t had thousands of years of people trying to get into it. On the downside, however, is the environment. This place, to put it mildly, is warm and wet. What is inside might have been destroyed if the seals are no good.”Bethany nodded at that. Egypt and the Middle Eastern sites were in many ways an ideal environment for archeology. They were arid and the soils were hygroscopic, so even. Remington.I yawned and rolled over to face her, slowly growing aware of the tent mynaked body was making with my morning wood in the sheets."Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead. It's nearly 12:30 in the afternoon, you'vebeen sleeping the day away and have so much to experience," she saidbefore ripping the duvet off the bed leaving me completely exposed, "Isee you were having a pleasant night's sleep at least Stephanie. I thinkwe are going to have to do something about your morning excitementthough."I. Tracy moved to the side of me and pulled out her boobs while she told me her story her warm hand slid up my dress and into my panties and lovingly rubbed and wanked my cock I couldn't help my self and started to suckle her wet sticky boobs as she described in detail every sensation I worked on every patch of cum across her nipples and trapped behind her piercing as if it was sweet sugar, when she told me how they entered her one by one in the cubicle I knew I couldn't last long and Tracy leaned.