When she tried to send it, however, she got a message telling her there was no signal. She moved around the store, but there was no signal anywhere, e...en in the back room. Of course, if she were a kidnapper, she guessed she'd have something in the walls preventing cell phone signals from getting out too.Bob stepped out from behind a partition and into her path. "Hello, Miss, may I help you with something?" he asked gently."Uh, I was just looking for a restroom." Miranda replied, backing away. .."They looked at each other. "I could share..." Dylan offered.She looked at the boy's dark, damp hair and then his soaked clothes hanging about the cave. They were both in danger of catching a chill. Either she killed him, or forced him out of the cave, which could end in his death anyway, or..."Turn around," she ordered. He did so. She put the spear down but still within reach and pulled her own clothes off. It was only the tattered school shirt, skirt, and damaged shoes, her undergarments. Her tiny, yet muscular, butt was the view that wet dreams were made of.Having appreciated the gorgeousness of her backside, I hugged her tight from behind and used my hips to drive the machine. I was kissing her neck and rubbing my nose through her thick black hair. She turned her head to kiss me.It was a feeling of love that was hard to describe then and still is today. We were so close in so many ways, yet were living very separate lives. I don’t know? It was just the most incredible feeling. One hand leaves my throbbing breast, flows over my quivering belly to flutter over my pumping mound. Fingertips begin lightly grazing across my sensitive clit. They dip downward to collect gushing juices and then return to caress the hot little button of flesh. Lightly at first, suddenly with more urgency, my body shudders with electric shocks as my internal spring winds tighter. My hand travels down to position two fingers at the entrance to my parted lips. One finger explores into the.