But, I had no answers for him. But, I also knew that I needed to leave here, to find a way to return to somewhere, call Sylvia or somebody.“How do I...get back, Sam?”“Get back? Walk. I would guess it’s about … oh, a week in that direction.” He pointed roughly northeast.“A week? Through that jungle?”“That’s it. The only way, unless you can call a helicopter and someone crazy enough to try to land it around here.”“What do I need to do to make that trek?”“Two things: Me and much better shape. You. With her arms folded underneaththe cups fell forward, all Jed had to do was pull and the sight he had wantedwas before him, he let out a low whistle, he ran his finger tip around herhuge red areola before he pulled at one of the thick nipple's, she pulledback. "I do believe I said do as I tellyou and I didn't tell you to move." He was getting bolder she was gettingfrightened, "Please, you said you wanted to look, that's all, look." He got hold of both nipples andpulled her forward, "Look,. Before we realised they were calling last orders and we were the last ones left. As I paid the bill she asked if I would like to return to her house for coffee which was only around the corner. I couldn't say yes quick enough because I had really enjoyed our lunch and the lovely view of her full cleavage as we chatted. She suggested that as it was only close that she drive me and I leave my car in the car park. We got onto her car and looking down at her legs I could. ..my left hand under the dress on her wet pussy go down and up left and right , i cant belive that i am with woman in a closed car , thats makes me wet more and more , we stop talking just kissing...my left hand still play with her pussy , now her right hand move and she put her hand under my t-shirt to squeez my hard nipples , she squeez my left boob and i squeez the right boob with my right hand...we still in that position for 5 min i think , my pussy is turns wetty hell...we stop kissing.