She continued to eat the sweet red pieces in fascination, watching demons bow as they walked past. Where are we going? We are going to the garden, I ...oticed you are quite fond of vegetation. He laughed, watching her greedily consume the shredded contents of the cracked berry. Soon, the loud chatter and hustle of the plaza was barely detectible in the distance and everything was calm. Young, beautiful plants had sprouted happily beside the stone pathway. Before she knew it, she was surrounded. Their pilot was great, pointing out the scenic sights as they flew over escarpments, rugged eroded plateau, billabongs, wetlands and floodplains.Their flight took them deep over Arnhemland as well as over the Ranger Uranium Mine and the township of Jabiru. From the air, Dave and Jill were able to see why the hotel was called Crocodile as they were able to see the shape of the building clearly and it was obviously replicating one very large crocodile.Jill loved the 'I Flew Kakadu' certificate. "Doing exactly what mom had asked I did just that."Mom! . . . I'm cummin! . . . I'm cummin! . . . mom! . . . ya makin me cum! . . . ya makin me cum!" Mom spoke in union with me as she groaned."Oh God! Mat, . . .I'm cummin! . . . I'm cummin! . . . I'm cummin!" mom shrieked as the headboard smashed against the wall for the umpteenth time and me and mom's groaning filling the room, we both climaxed in unison.As her face contorted and her back arched for the 3rd time of asking, it was more than I. Her right hand found her heavy left tit and started to palm her swelling nipple with a soft circular motion. Her left hand seemed to move on its own, fingertips touching and exploring each curve as it moved downwards over her big rounded belly and then even lower to her always hungry, never satisfied cunt. The beautiful 5’2”, twenty-eight year-old streaked blonde, her curled hair falling past her shoulders, closed her dark blue eyes and turned her face to the spray. The action on her breast.