As she peed she saw how wet her panties had become, she felt her self getting more aroused as she pulled them off, a sudden thought flashed through he... mind of all the pussy that has sat on this seat, she flushed with the knowledge that she felt so turned on at this thought, her swollen pussy responded as she wiped she held the soft tissue there and rubbed gently, she gasped, the tissue was soaked.Back in the lounge, she felt she was being watched, it felt strangely exciting, as she sat she. Foster’s sleeping face only inches away from hers. Her hand was on Mrs. Fosters creamy little breast, the hard little nipple nestled comfortably between her fingers. Miss Ostiago’s first instinct was to pull away, but that would only have woken Mrs. Foster up. So she froze… with her hand on that pretty little teacher’s naked tit. By god… she’s soft. Much softer than Yvonne. And her face is so adorable. Mrs. Foster’s eyelids and their long, dark lashes, were twitching. She was dreaming. Happy. I saw you watching me. Saw you little timid eyes scanme. You look cute and it been a long time on the road. I haven't had a changeto get a man in a while"She gripped my balls through my pants. It felt like cumming right there. I letout a gulp."But" shhhhhhhh" She says. She takes off her shirt showing off her perfect breast"You ever been with a woman stronger then you it a rush" Take that cock out for me baby. I am going to make you feel good. My assgoing to squeeze the life out of that cock". As before, we had brought the stuff to salt some of our meat, and the Olgars had done the same.Our plan was to hang around and finish the smoking of the meat before we packed up to return home. The fuel for the smoking was auroch dung. The stuff was packed in layers on the ground. I wondered how long the aurochs had been living in this area—it had to be at least 20-30 years, judging by the amount of dung lying around.We were just cleaning up from the last day of smoking when we saw a dark cloud.