I had figured the internet techs would kill this thing any moment once they figured out what it was and thought maybe that had happened or the video e...ded. Just as I was about to end my recording of the stream however, the video faded back in.They had moved to the large three car garage. The garage had been ransacked, the tool bench, storage closets, yard tools, sporting goods and other stuff usually stored neatly there were scattered around, a pile of stuff that I guess they thought was useful. I wanted to get some exercise and there was this one trail that wasn’t too long and should have had some nice scenery and a lot of the wild flowers would be blooming.I guess I had walked about a half mile into the woods when I felt a pressing need to tinkle. The restrooms were still about another quarter mile away in either direction so I had to decide if I dared to go off the path and squat near a tree to relieve my pressing problem.I had only seen one other person walking out as I came on to. Beyond what she could understand. Beautiful, yes. It had created Shanna, after all. Yet, there was much evil and destruction there as well, things Shanna was not telling Anelie. Much she was holding back. Protecting her.Another reason for Anelie to love Shanna.Empty fields changed to farmland. Short furry creatures knelt in the dirt between rows of plants, eyes all focusing on the Poles as they swiftly rode by. There would be no question of others being able to track them. Still ... it wasn't. I continue the same teasing, slow, torturously tormenting movement of him deep inside me. Simply moving back and forth, kind of sliding on our perspiration, he stops me, and asks, “Do you believe there is any possible thing on earth that can be any more pleasurable than this?” Poor me, I’m so lost in him I try to offer an intelligent reply, which comes out, in an almost crying tone, “Nope.” Oh, that was brilliant…god I hope he doesn’t want to carry on a conversation now, my brains are.