"Open your eyes shermuta!" he gasps. "Look at me!"Michele opens her eyes and turns to face Jamhal. He is thrusting againsther, his sweaty body glisten...ng with exertion; his hand is under thefront panel of her panties ferreting around, pawing and stroking. He isalternately kissing her and slobbering at her neck. He thrusts in andout, pivoting his waist to get all of himself inside her, rubbing hisscrotum on her nylon covered derriere at the top of his in-stroke.Her back passage is full and it. There was some minor kissing and petting going on, but for the most part they simply enjoyed being together.A grouse startled them both when it wandered along on the ground and was then frightened by something and took flight with a rush of beating wings that sounded much larger than the turkey-sized bird they only got a glimpse of. What had concerned the grouse turned out to be a coyote, still clothed in its gray summer coat, that trotted into view below them. Its keen nose then turned it into. My fingers would gently slide under the waistband brushing her pubic hair, which felt like it was trimmed. She pulled my head off her and shoved her tongue into my mouth as her fingers clumsily began undoing my belt. She ran her hand along my thigh and over my erect cock in my slacks. Again she moaned, as she squeezed my cock through my pants.She stood up and ripped off her pants and panties and I stripped away my clothes. She then came over to me, looked in my eyes, and said that I was "about. To his right were two offices with windows that looked out onto the small reception area. Each office had a desk with an old computer and piles of paper.Snatching a form from a pile, Oscar handed it to Brendan, "You can read this?"Brendan glanced at the W-4L and nodded. "It's an IRS form for payroll tax and a loyalty oath." You know how to fill it out?" Oscar asked."Yeah, the instructions are right here. Do you have an employer number?"Oscar held open his hands with incomprehension.Brendan.