We finally got to the airport and I said my goodbyes. I left my family behind, all crying as I walked the lonely path up to gate 32, the flight to Lon...on. As I sat alone in the waiting area, out in the distance I saw a little blue Toyota driving away from the airport just like my mum and dad had. I felt so alone, and I started crying, I curled up on the long seat and wanted to sleep. As I lay on the seat I heard the sound of high heel shoes clicking on the hard floor coming towards me and I. When we were finished, we walked to the gardens, gathered some wood, and made a campfire. Everyone was asleep by this time, excluding us.Father and mother explained the search to find me. It was a bigger deal than I had imagined. Everyone in the village was looking for me, perhaps to gain some prestige from the king. Not to mention the other bandit leaders where trying to find me, to hold me for ransom. Something told me if my father found out I was captive in an enimies base, then the. An hour or so later, I was back at my little bungalow by the beach, sitting on the porch with a cool one as the sun was setting. I remembered the little box and retrieved it from my bag. It sure was a curious little thing. For the life of me, I couldn’t figure out how to open it. I must have struggled with it for thirty minutes before I set it down on the table in disgust. I got up and went inside to throw away my empty bottle and get another from the fridge. When I returned, I noticed the box. I licked her lips intently until I found her clit, which engorged and began to protrude out from her pussy lips. I sucked on it gently, then more forcefully as her hands went to my head and pushed my face into her hot snatch. My hands made their way up her legs to her thighs and then gently spread her pussy lips. I licked my fore finger and entered her vagina, gently pushing deeper into her, until I found her squishy part that was hardening with my touch, her holy grail, her G-spot. I tickled.