"Damn! Up the tree... Joan!" he snapped, jumping quickly to his feet. "Quickly!"Joan turned blindly to the trunk of the huge oak. Buzz boosted her up,...climbing up, himself, behind her."Higher! Climb higher!"She sobbed, "Oh, Buzz... what'll happen... to us?" Nothing!" he assured her. "Just keep climbing! Bears don't like to climb... unless they have to!"From a limb fifteen feet above the ground, Buzz looked down to see the bear reaching up the trunk of the tree, slashing at the bark with his. What a patch of sweat???????I want to lick this…Slowly I went close to her right armpit & start licking her sweat & after 5 minutes I do the same with the left armpit. Then Aunty said what a dirty boy you are? You are licking my dirty armpit sweat over my blouse. I replied in science language “Armpit sweat smell is directly proportional to sex desire”. Then I free her hands from my hold, drops her pallu down & put my left hand on hair for a french kiss with her lips. My right hand is pressing. I slid it in and tried to dissect the taste and texture. I couldn’t say that I would want more, but a little bit like that was perfectly fine. Showering and cleaning I got ready for bed in my new nightie and slept peacefully.Awaking with the sunlight beaming in though the curtains, I was greeted with another ridged morning wood. Ignoring it, I made myself a juiced fruit concoction and waited for my cock to calm down. I dressed in my sports bra and leggings, completed a basic warmup exercise and. Diana will be in overall charge of several major categories of our training, so someone or several people need to pick up the work she will no longer have time to do.”“Oh,” both said as one.After a moment, Melissa began, “Jeff, practically speaking, Di has always been your wife, has always run the household. We’re only eighteen. Nobody will accept either of us as their boss. I think — we think,” she continued after locking eyes with her sister-wife for an instant, “that Diana kinda worked into.