The real thing.”“You mean…?” Jonathan glanced briefly at her legs before looking back at her.She didn’t answer him. She just kissed him on t...e lips. Her tongue moved out and he received it with his. She leaned further in until they both fell onto the bed.“Do you have condoms?” she broke off the kiss.“No.” Jonathan said disappointingly, knowing how much of a turn off that statement was.Rachel wavered for a moment before leaning forward kissing her brother once more. They locked into a wet hungry. This definitely had to be the worst - but not necessarily in a bad way - experience for me as a filthy little sub, but as they say, 'Shit happens'.. There was always tea to wash anything down with after so it wasn't all bad, and at least I can say I did it. Easter was for the most part chilled out regardless of the crowded city, but on days when there's little filming there's the sightseeing and of course a chance for more public sex and frolics with the sun blasting to make it all the more. Raell waited, feeling the slave at her feet sort through his emotions. She ran a finger through his hair, feeling the grease of a few days of sweating and not washing. It has bleached a bit in the sun, and has acquired more of the honey toned streaks. His facial scruff had grown out more, and was less scruff than small beard. Drake reached a decision. He reached up and grabbed the collar. Raell let him have it, and he felt its weight. He felt the temptation to throw it as far as he could, but. Surely, a wind generator mounted in the top of one of those gigantic trees would produce all the electricity Jasmine and Morales could ever use. With a big bank of batteries and both systems feeding them, they should have plenty of power day and night. If the wind wasn’t blowing, then the solar cells could charge the batteries, at least in the daytime.”“ ... and if it was a cloudy day, the wind generator could do the job,” Kayla contributed.“I certainly agree about the wind,” Arlene grumped..