Afraid that she might use the remote again I quickly pull on the bright red thong and bra. The tightness of them leaves nothing to the imagination and...paradoxically I feel even more exposed than I was naked. My nipples are as hard as old fashion pencil erasers and it seems that nearly every bump and wrinkle of my tightened aureoles can be seen. I can only imagine what my pussy looks like, but I can feel the latex forcing its way between my lips and rubbing against my clit. As if to confirm my. We couldn’t radio in our position, I think the transponder went out, and we might not have even been on radar for as long as two minutes. They aren’t going to be able to find us. Their search area is going to be two thousand square miles.”“You’re just full of good news, aren’t you?” Betsy said with a smile.“I do have some good news. I’ve got a map here and I’m pretty sure that you can use the GPS in your cell phone to locate where we are.”“So we just fix the radio and call in our location,”. I forced myself inward and she grunted from my intrusion. I wasn't too concerned, as the time period hadn't been known for its delicacy in things l'amor, particularly among the hoi polloi. I bottomed out, her scant flesh offering nothing in the way of padding. Her hips bones jarred against me as I thrust myself into her. I was surprised to find my movements becoming easier, more fluid. Either she still had the ability to lubricate or I'd broken a blood vessel. I laughed low in my throat and. Then I dried her and sent her off to our room and bed. By the time I got there, all I could find was a kiss goodnight and an open pillow. That’s all I needed, though.I woke first in the morning, went to relieve the pressure and started breakfast. Coffee was coming. It should be ready soon. Then nothing made sense. Dana came out. She wanted water, not knowing how to drink the offered coffee, the nectar of the gods, and wanted to know where the microwave was for her breakfast. Whoa up, Nellie.“I.