"Anyway, aren't you a little old for this?" Do I look too old?" she asked. She stood in front of me, her legs spread, and slowly pulled the bow on her...top. It fluttered slowly to the ground. Her figure was flawless. Her breasts were magnificent, like those of a particularly well-endowed eighteen-year-old girl who never found time to study the law of gravity. "I keep in pretty good shape. Jazzercise, yoga, reindeer games. What's a couple of hundred years, after all?"I was still powerless to move. And I do not mind saying that I was scared enough to crap myself during that entire stalk!" Jena laughed. "Now watch how Jela-Mother got the next one! It was about two hours later, after they had settled down again." I noticed that one of them was under the lowest branch, out near the end." Jela stated. The infrared view showed her standing on the second branch, holding another branch over her head to steady herself, as she eased her way out along the branch until she was almost above the lion. She only hoped that the place in question would be not too noisy and ghastly. Young as she was, the exertions of the day had begun to take their toll on her and she would dearly like to rest and nap for a while. Her feet were beginning to feel very sore after their long walk and the effect of the cold wind against her skin had been severely to deplete her reserves of energy. Yes! She could certainly use a break right now!And then the words, spat out with such venom, of the other woman in the. As you take a long sip of your drink you take another step back moving further into the darken alcove. You feel me standing now right behind you. The warmth of my body against your smooth bare back, the light spicy scent of my aftershave has you feeling warmer by the moment. The feel of my breath on your cheek and neck as fingers slide down over your moist panties. The palm of my hand pressing firmly against your hardening clit. Pressing your body back against mine as my fingers caress you so.