That's why we never see them."Some light filtered through the trees; the moon was about half full although at that time I had no idea if it was waxing...or waning but there was enough light for me to see the outlines of trees and bushes. The gentle breeze felt cool, but not cold on my skin, yet it was enough to raise a few goosebumps. Oddly there was no clear path to and from the entrance and I knew that I shouldn't move far or I would soon be lost. In any case my bare feet were not used to the. I run my hands over Rachel's forearms. They are thick and quite hairy. She has a dark Italian quality that knocks my excitations up several more levels. She is not wearing panties but look more like male boxer shorts. They are olive green and I see several thick swirls of pubic hair poking out through the opening. I quickly slip my hand in and begin fingering her cunt which is quite damp by this time. Her entire body hitches and she rises briefly onto her toes. I pinch her swollen clit between. Granny Teague would have flooded me with a litany scripture as to what this drawing represented. That it whatever this was, was a product of the white little devils I preferred to surround myself with. Eating away at my soul with their poisonous little cunts.A soft weight presses into my lap and the scent of pixie sticks and bubble gum fills my nostrils. You’ve climbed onto me without me realizing, hands resting on my barreled shoulders.I flinch from the unexpected touch and try to dump you off. But then, maybe he hadn't been all that cute to begin with,since I had long ago decided that all the cuter boys in my life hadfar better uses than being the target of my anger.I slowly shook my head.Even as I felt the long familiar brushing of my hair across myshoulders, I was certain something wasn't right about all of this.But after another glance at Becky and my own incredibly sexyreflection in the mirror, I had no idea what could possibly bewrong.However, I just knew something was wrong.***.
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