.. He turned back to the road, finding himself longing for the shade of the forest.It wasn’t long before Caden’s waterskin ran dry. He had been wa...king for the better part of a day beneath the blazing sun, and the speed at which he had drained it took him by surprise. He was making his way along a woodland path, what had once been dense forest rising up to either side of the dirt road, forming a kind of tunnel above his head. Most of the leaves were dead, bright rays of sunlight bleeding. No facial expressions. No greetings toco-workers. She just walked. And her eyes looked tired. Beyondtired - exhausted.Tom walked into Miranda's office. After a few seconds, she cameout, still walking stiffly, carrying Miranda's coffee cup. Silently,she poured herself a cup of coffee and walked back into heroffice, closing the door behind her.Miranda, in Tom's body, came into the office smiling. Afterdropping off his briefcase, he walked down to Miranda's office.His brow furrowed when he. I moved my hips up and down, grinding my wetness against his rigid cock. It throbbed against my clit and I couldn’t hold back and longer. I manipulated his cock with my body, positioning the head against my opening and pushed. It pressed inward against my lips and finally passed through them to my opening. I let the head slip past the ring and inside, and he groaned at the heat on his cockhead. Slowly I sank lower, letting it slide inch by inch deeper inside me. His breath was heavy and he. I thought I had showered and douched pretty well but apparently, I was so nervous the sweat kind of made a little mess in my asshole. The first thing when I came in Bill greeted me and asked me to get in his new "Fuck Swing." I took off my pants and laid down in the big black sing. It was extremely comfortable. I was just hanging their lounging with my legs spread. A guy came along, about my age but bigger and taller and Bill suggested he play with my ass. The guy inspected me, used a wet-wipe.