"Hmmmm." We found ourselves moaning in unison as we caressed our wet bodies against each other's. The wet friction caused audible sex sounds, setting ...he perfect scene. I humped on her right leg while she did the same to mine. Our tongues were buried in each others mouths; our hands roamed our wet backs. She broke the kiss and pinned me facing the wall. Waves of electricity shot up my spine as her lips gradually journeyed down it. She stopped at the small of my back. She slapped both of my. There were a couple of old men shaving and they hastened their departure by singing rowdy songs and monopolising the wash basins. I was teasing them by soaping my ass hole and fingering it in front of them. The dirty look I got from the old men made me think I might get slung out of the camp site but all that was forgotten as the nude rugby players crowded round my soapy body in the shower. This time my ass was easy to penetrate. Just as well because the first guy to ram me from behind had a. He moved to the bottom of the massage table. While massaging my inner thigh with one hand, he took my foot with the other hand and then held my leg at the knee so as to raise my foot to his face. He began sucking my toes still massaging my thigh. He put his arm around my ankle while sucking my toes ever so teasingly, then with his other hand pressed it against the inside of my knee and pushed outward. This caused my legs to separate and spread open. He repeated this technique with the other. For now, the cave was too far away from where our people lived to safely use it to store Dad’s whiskey while it aged. Eventually, I was sure we’d have enough people in the area to secure the cave. For now, it has become a minor fortress where the women and children will hide if we are threatened. There is a stream flowing inside the cave to provide water. We’ve stockpiled alcohol lamps and enough alcohol and wicks to keep them burning for six months. We installed the old mule-operated grinding.