Our only misfortune came when we arrived in France and we were set uponby wolves and a bear. This story requires some retelling from that in myearlie... version of this my tale, as the animals that we encountered wereof the two-legged kind.It was when we came to Gascony and it was in the middle of winter, withsnow upon the ground. With difficulty Friday had come to understand thenature of the cold, and the need to layer clothing one item upon theother, to keep the body warm. She had chosen. She used her mouth, attacking Patsy's hot, tingling flesh, working her way over her rib cage and down over her taut belly to her wriggling hips. Here Cissy devoted her mouth to turning Patsy's round hips to the same bright pink as her tits."Oh, Christ," Patsy gasped. "You little bitch! You're torturing me. My cunt. Suck my cunt."Cissy, like a hot hissing snake, crawled over Patsy's body, her mouth active, turning everything she touched pink. She dropped between Patsy's outstretched legs.. "That feels good but why me? I couldn't help myself out so I would like to do a favor." He says massaging slowly while tilting his head down her blazer, as saw her huge tits.He then massage her to the point where her head titled back, his opportunity to strike as he slowly undid her blazer buttons. Unbuttoning them as she didn't notice what he was doing, he slowly massaged her neck and shoulder, but also removing her blazer. She began to close her eyes into daydreaming as he saw her tits. I smile to her when she releases a soft moan from her red lips, plump and soft looking. "You like that baby?" I ask huskily. She nods her head gently. I place my lips onto hers and kiss her softly, her lips part slightly, and I slip my tongue into her mouth.As her tongue meets mine our kiss becomes deeper and more passionate. She places her hand onto my thigh, fingers running over my already hard cock, making me groan. The look in her eyes tells me she knows that she's turning me on and it's.