His body needed food. The Devil might take him yet.After several minutes of simply accepting the water's gift of survival, Lou lifted his aching body ...nough to stiffly turn his head and study the shack whose sight had brought him this largess. Through fever bright eyes he noted several goats milling around one side of the dilapidated structure. They bleated while pushing their noses into the bare ground. No one appeared to be taking care of them.Given the broken-down condition of the shack, Lou. ” Sharon was starting to look like she was back in heat, reliving the excitement of this morning. Her pale pink nipples were hard again, and I didn’t think it was because of the relatively warm water. I was getting pretty randy myself, and indulged my desire by finally slipping a finger into Alison’s sweet young cunny. The poor girl jumped again, closing her eyes momentarily as my stiff digit slid easily into her quivering, silky tunnel. As warm as the water was, her snatch was even. I asked her in the morning to dress in a short top and a nice white miniskirt. No underwear required obviously. It was good fun. We had sex, I made her strip we watched some porn together. All excellent fun for both of us. I got to boss her around and she got to be the slave girl. We had a good day. At night in bed while we were fooling around in bed I said that I wanted to fantasize about a threesome. Aware that a real one would never happen I figured we could talk about it, fantasize. His gaze swept up her bare legs. They were blemish free and toned, untouched by the ravages of time and not yet a victim to the flabbiness of excessive living. He liked the way they seemed to glow in the light of the room and he felt himself wondering what it would be like to stroke them. Tearing his glance away from their coltish appeal he craned his eyes to try and see up under the hem of her understated floral summer dress. Damn - the dress was just a fraction too long. Swallowing his.