When she got to the top of the hill she sat on the hard ground admiring the view. Sipping the water from her remaining water bottle. Eating her Whitta...er's Dark Chocolate Peanut Slab a well earned snack she contemplated the ride home . Some of the steep bits through some of the downhill sections she was not looking forward to.From the top of the hill she could see a group a group of riders on the horizon heading in her direction , she began thinking of the problems trying to pass on the single. " I was hoping that was the case, but somehow I didn't think so this time.I went in and took a shower. The mood and unease stayed with me. It was getting late. It seemed as though I never would be happy again. I said to Benny, "I'm going to bed. Sorry I'm not better company tonight."Benny came back with, "I guess I will too." She then went into the bathroom and started getting ready to join me.When she came out, I had turned onto my side facing her side of the bed. She went to get in, sliding. "Good" she said, fidgeting with her clasp. It clicked open, and she tossed the cloak aside. She stood there, lit by the bright fluorescent synth-algae on the cave walls, braids and knots pained up her thighs and ribs, all naked except for a frilly strip of leather hanging from her neck, dangling in her cleavage and covering her belly and genitals, and a length of bead-covered string that wound criss-crossing her whole body. She was astoundingly beautiful, tan and muscular, with curvy hips and. Moaning my delight I opened my mouth for her darting tongue and we french kissed passionately. With our lips locked lovingly I felt her hands reach behind me and grip at my tight skirt squeezing my pert arse cheeks. I returned her grip, running my hands along her pleated black skirt, delighting at the feel of her suspender straps beneath the swaying fabric."Oooohhh yes that's right my darling, feel my suspenders, I wear them for lesbianfucking, just as any pretty feminine girl should. I hope.