"She was right the field was bright yellow and the smell was heady. “Let’s have a look anyway.” I said and turned into the track. It was a bit r...ugh going as the track was quite overgrown in places as we reached the end of the graveyard fence it turned right and ran along between the edge of the field and a hedgerow that bordered the graveyard.“See I told you there was nowt here.”I noticed a patch of decent looking grass further up on the right and carried on pedalling. “Darren,” she called. She threw the door open, revealing a terrified Ron, whose hand was still pumping his six inch shaft at a torrid pace. He opened his mouth in horror, trying furiously to think of a way out of his embarrassing situation. ‘Just what I need!’ mumbled Fleur, getting on her knees and taking hold of Ron’s hard cock. Ron let go of his shaft as he felt Fleur’s petite fingers begin to move up and down it. Apparently the Hot Sauce had hit its final stage; forcing Fleur to seek the closest source of cum to. " Said Dika. "This is home." And there, in front of them, on a patch of flattened sand stood a shack. The shack was built of driftwood and corrugated iron. "I show you." Dika said and held out her hand. Mala ran ahead, her black mane wild in the wind and Dika and Suzy watched the girl running. "Please know this English girl, Mala not good here." Dika said as she tapped the side of her head and frowned. "Mala is her own journey. But it is OK ... you will see." And then in a whisper. "She will. "Want to try it?" she asked with a mischievous look on her face as shemoved towards me."Hmm," I said smiling as she kissed me full on the lips and wrapped herarms around me, starting to undo my buttons. Following suit I startedto undo the small satin covered buttons on the back of her dress. Oncewe were unbuttoned, we stepped back from each other and let the dressesand petticoats fall to the floor. Stepping out of the piles of satinand lace, we held each other again. Deep kisses were.