"Father Stephen was sitting in one of Diana's more comfortable chairs - a chair much favoured by the absent and already deeply missed Fortescue. He wa... looking at the paper with a magnifying glass. He wondered how this document had come to be reposing in Diana's attic. He tried vainly to recall the names of all the fellow conspirators. Maybe hthe brain might begin to function after another glass of her excellent old Cognac? Diana must be psychic! The glass was refilled without his needing to. Her moans begin again as his hands slip in erotic, mindless trails up and down her long, slender legs, and up to her tight ass where he squeezes it gently. Using his hands and his mouth, Jared slowly worked her again into a frenzy. When her hands begin to clench impatiently into his shoulder muscles, he pushes her leg down and glares up at her beautiful, flushed face. “Do you want more?” he asks. She nods, and he demands, “What do you want.” Her hips move slightly, showing him what she wants,. Right now, my sweatpants and panties were lying on the floor, my tank was pushed up under my arms, exposing my breasts. My couch was long enough that I was all the way laid out, legs spread, and Jess was on her stomach, posted up to keep her comfortable. I glanced from the TV to the top of her head, admiring the raven black hair as it moved side to side as she dragged her tongue in a figure-8 pattern top to bottom of my vulva. The tip of her tongue eased down the bottom of my opening and. We’ll get you down the mountain and to a doctor.’ It was almost two hours later when Lewis heard someone calling his name. ‘I’ll be right back Mister,’ he told the man. He left the cave and saw his Grandpa, another man, and a woman making their way across the small canyon toward the cave. That must be the doctor, he thought. But who is the woman. Lewis waved at the trio and waited for them to join him at the cave entrance. William handed Lewis a large flashlight and he carried an electric.