A couple of years ago, our group had gained acceptance to live in a village that dated back well over a thousand years and one that had not previously...been discovered. One afternoon I was out walking and exploring the surrounding village, when I heard a scream from what sounded like a young man. Rushing in that direction, I discovered the King’s young man, caught on the edge of a huge cliff, by some limbs that were quickly being pulled out of the ground by his weight. I also spotted a large. She didn’t mention being involved with anyone.”I answered for everyone. “I think she’s a good choice. Definitely attractive enough to fit in with y’all. Do you think you could get her here today?” Janet was still rubbing my hands on her tits.Gina thought for a minute before answering. “I was telling her about the Divorced Bitches Club. She said it sounded interesting when I told her our meetings were with wine in hand and any topic was open for discussion. I could give her a call and see if. He was nice, he was non-threatening, he was gentle, he knew my history. I was only slightly uncomfortable, as always, when he started poking around down there. And now, a NEW guy. Crap. I hate that. Even the receptionist acted different, odd, funny. Giving me that half smile. Wonder what that was about? Oh well, if I hate him, I can always find another one. Oh, I forgot I wanted to shave myself. Maybe I'll do it when I get home, so if I don't like this new guy I can wash him off of me and start. She moves her right hand down to the front of my panties,stroking my love tool. Keeping my left hand on her soft bottom, I movemy right hand to the front of her panties and I can feel her silkywetness covering the front of the fabric. The realization that I canmake her that wet excites me, drawing me closer to orgasm. "Why are youso wet, darling?" I whisper into her ear."You know damn well that you make me so hot and wet, you naughty girl,you. I going to take you right now." She increases the.