To kiss it, bite it, lick it, to run my tongue along those garter straps and pull the elastic into my mouth with my teeth, to lick those cheeks like t...e ice cream scoops they were, tasting the sweet juice flowing between them. But I had other plans and this indulgence would have to wait. I stood up slowly behind her."Turn around," I whispered again into her ear. This time she spun around quickly and slapped my chest, clearly revolting against this game I'd made of spinning her around again and. Half full.Andy came up into the plane behind them and seated himself on Buzz' sleeping bag. Buzz poured into the cups."We'll have to make do without ice, mixers or chasers..." he said. "But the Scotch is guaranteed... bottled in bond... and smooth when you drink it neat!"He handed a cup to Joan, one to Andy, taking the third one for himself and toasted, "Here's to an early rescue from this forest paradise!"The two men drank, silently; Joan sipped and found the liquor strong. She coughed. "Ugh!. I rubbed him for a very long time, working everything painful out, even massaging his legs and arms, fingers and feet.After maybe a half an hour to forty-five minutes we could not wait any longer. We went into fucking mode and started with lots of kissing and fondling, and then he started delicately licking, nipping at and teasing my nipples, building up until he was devouring them. My pussy pulsed in anticipation for a good fucking.I did not know what he would do or want this time. I was very. Then that picture was combined with the one of me going out to get ice. Not hard to do but both pictures had to be taken from the same perspective in order to get them to look right. My guess is that they were taken by the same person too," Tom said."Who would have had the opportunity to slip a nude woman into the suite and take that picture?" Zack asked."That's the part that stumps me. That room was in use almost all of the time. We had visitors in and out all day and then we locked up the.