One of them pressed a large, purple fruit into his hand, saying words in a language he didn't understand. He held up the fruit and gave a questioning ...ook to the girl leading him. "Eat it", she said simply. "It is very good and has many helpful properties." He looked at the strange fruit doubtfully, but, so far, she hadn't done anything to harm him. He hesitantly lifted the fruit to his mouth and took a bite. An explosion of flavor overwhelmed his senses as the meat and juices of the fruit. She had quite a raised mound with a light covering of pubes not unlike an early pubescent girl. She undid her blouse and I was surprised to see quite a substantial firm bra. more like something my wife would wear. She unhooked and revealed her 32C orbs with rigid pink nipples - she was definately horny. I nibbled and chewed on her nipples whilst finger fucking her in the car, her fanny muscles gripped my fingers over and over. She was lovely and wet and quickly reached her first orgasm tensing. Usne gadi bahut hi sunsan me ja kar rok di jaise hi car ruki uski driving seat aise adjust ki wo let sake, humne French kiss kiya and ek dusre ko chumne chatne lage maine usko chehre gale kaan har possible jagah chuma and wo bhi aisa hi kr rahi thi.Maine uski kiss karte hue uske carpri main hath dala and jeansy ke upar se uski chut feel krne laga and dusre hath se right boob dabane laga wo fir usne kiss me response dena band kr diya and siskiya bharne lagi. Ab main uske badan se khel raha tha. Pierre would tolerate no slacking and sat behind me, cursing me as we fell behind the others until I would again take up the paddle and row. The muscles of my arms screamed in torture at every dip and pull. Pierre would grunt at me and I would stretch forth my arms, other muscles screaming in pain and once again feel the torture as I pulled the paddle through the water. The first days stretched beyond human endurance, and yet, I survived. Two days into our journey, we left the St. Lawrence and.