She took a good look at him, smiled, and jumped up from the couch with a squeal as she shouted, “Gotta catch me!”The chase didn’t last long sinc... it went from the living room straight to the bedroom. Somewhere along the way she lost her shirt, not that it mattered to her. It had served its purpose. She held out her arms as Oscar joined her on the bed.“I’ve missed you so much,” exclaimed Oscar.“Be quiet and kiss me,” replied Georgia.Being a good little Druid, Oscar immediately obeyed her. We walked hand in hand, stopping from time to time for her to photograph a colorful; flower, a butterfly, a brightly colored bird, a towering tree. She showed me the photos in her camera, and they were beautiful. She has a real artist’s eye with her camera. “I have a surprise for you,” she told me, as we walked on. Walking through the woods, we rounded a bend and came upon a picturesque little lake in a clearing in the woods. A tiny waterfall at the far end. A beautiful, romantic spot. This. There was Caitie, sitting on the waist of a young guy I did not recognize. She was facing me and when I looked perplexed she pointed to her crotch. His pecker was NOT in her. Her pussy lips had it pinned to his belly and as she undulated her hips those hair-trimmed lips slid to and fro along the hard shaft. She looked right at me as she picked up the pace. He groaned and spurted a big puddle of semen on his belly. Knee walking up, she dropped her pussy right in it and rotated around a little.. They were moving in bunches, eyes watching the jungle, and walking slow, like each step was going to be their last. He had turned back to yell at them to pick up the pace. Then suddenly, there were the soldiers in tan running across the road firing their weapons. If he had blinked, he would missed it. Over twenty of his soldiers were dead; dead, not wounded. He had inspected the bodies. No shoulders, stomachs, arms, or legs were hit, just the head or the heart.He knew what the soldiers in tan.