If done right the bark would shatter and explode into the squirrels head. They weren't always killed but it knocked them out of the tree and they were...stunned long enough you could get to them and knock them in the head.. I set up my tent and started my fire I cut me a few sticks to skewer my squirells and roast them I ate two and saved the third one for breakfast. That night I hunkered down in my tent as it began to rain. It rained so hard I decided not to travel the next day. It quit raining. As I entered her room every morning wearing a nightie and carrying herbreakfast on a tray, she would nod her approval and maybe let me kissher hands.Then I had to help mistress get ready. I would run her a bath andgently soap her beautiful body. After drying her with a towel, I wouldattend to her make up. Mistress Sonia, who worked in a salon, had mademe quite an expert in applying make up and I would proceed to make heras pretty as I could.Then there were the nails. Mistress loved the way I. Finally I pulled her panties and pants up, got our water and went back in the living room. We were watching a little tv but that got interrupted by a love session.She got on top, kissing my lips and without warning she humps my penis roughly I thought to myself Aren't I'm supposed to do that? But i enjoyed the hump she gave me and then gave me another mouthful of her saliva I had her boobs cupped in my hands and she pulled me up with her hands around my back, and moved one to the back of my. Sophie was desperate to touch herself as she became increasingly aroused. She stopped herself. The feeling didn’t disappear, she was so horny now but she had to stop. What else could she do? She wanted to whisper to the barmaid ‘fuck me’ and strip her there and then. She wanted to feel the touch of her soft wet skin upon hers, pushing up against her frantically kissing and sucking every inch she could find. Sophie would die to taste another woman, to smell and lick the wet desire of somebody.
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