We never built tombs to bury people. Besides, in Pre-Discovery times, the Haka’po’e were Neolithic. We were late Stone Age. There are no metals on...the islands, for instance, so nobody is going to be buried with gold jewelry. This is a temple, not a burial site.”“Much will depend on the quality of the seal around the doorway,” added Manolo. “We have two competing factors. On the plus side, this is a very new location. It was only buried about four hundred years ago, so we haven’t had thousands. It needed to pop, needed to explode. She needed relief. He got impatient. “Now would probably be a good time to stop. Perhaps I was wrong…” That thought, of being edged yet again, pushed her over the edge. It started deep within her pussy, and spread out from there like ripples across a pond, down her legs to her straining toes, up her spine to her pounding heart and panting lungs. She cried out, “Yes, yes, yes,” her cries getting louder and louder, filling the room. She came. It was. Running my hand back over her belly, I reached under and began stroking her bare fleshy stomach, occasionally moving up to her huge bra covered tits.As Maria cuddled closer to me, I struggled to get my hand under any longer, so instead stroked and tickled her back - first over the material, then under.finally I went for broke, and on a downward stroke, ran my hand over her behind to her huge thighs."Stop" she shrieked pushing me away, clearly still too self conscious about her size."Maria" I. Not only was I enjoying this but the way mom let out a little moan I was sure she was too. To the point she opened her eyes for a moment to see me sucking on her toes. It must have finally dawned on her what I was doing and she bent her knees causing her feet to withdraw from my mouth and back down to my lower belly. By this time I was so horny I wanted to feel her feet on my cock. Slowly I went back to work rubbing her feet all the while trying to get my pants opened up without her knowing.