Or perhaps they are sisters, one inspiring the other? - A girl climbs up into an old tree near a village church. At a few meters, she finds a comforta...le private spot. She takes her time for erotic enjoyments. She comes two times. Once in that tree. Second time with her back to that small church in some stilled village: https://xhamster.com/videos/deiopeia-9150943 : - Very similar sweetheart sits in an old armchair at the back of a barn for a private rub-off in public. Same girl, or her. They lucked in and found a hunters lodge. It was basically a log cabinwith a large bed made from raw lumber, a rough-hewed wooden table withfour equally rustic chairs, and a bench-top with some old cookware and ahuge fireplace against one wall. It measured no more than thirty bythirty feet but it would do. A small stream ran about ten yards pastthe door.Reese cleaned up the cookware, which was really just two battered pots,a skillet and a coffeepot, in the stream. LeBron gathered wood and. My folks knew the owner well and it was a popular place. There were always good dance bands, sawdust on the floor and great beer. What more could a broken-down rodeo cowboy need? One night several months after I’d moved back, I was sitting at a small table in the corner hiding behind my beer. Someone played ‘The Road of No Return’ on the jukebox and the old Ray Price tune made me think of Holly … something I tried not to do as much as I could. Except when it got to the part, ‘There were tears. . I found the back door unlocked and slid in through to the kitchen with the intention of warming up the dish..But I heard some strange noises coming from Shirley s room as though someone was moaning with pleasure.. I guessed Shirley must have been masturbating to relieve herself.. but then I heard another female voice giggling and it did sound familiar.. out of curiosity I went near her room to see what was happening.. the door was not locked but only closed.. I pushed open the door suddenly.