"It must be like home to you. All these fields and shit. How d'you find anything to eat round here?" We'll find a way," said Eugenie, who wasn't quite...as sure of herself as her demeanour suggested."Perhaps we should go hunting for animals and stuff," said Tinkerbelle, who despite her name only resembled the Disney fairy because she was rather short and not at all by virtue of her Ethiopian ancestry. "I killed a cat once and ate it. It didn't taste good, but I was fucking hungry. It made all the. We drove in a circle, looking. You wouldn’t think a little white ball would be that hard to spot on a green grass covered golf course. Evan drove us into a grove of trees, well off the fairway. We parked on the trail. My panties were soaked with anticipation. Evan got out the cart and walked up the trail, looking in the high grass. I quickly slipped my panties off and placed them in the small compartment in front of me. Evan slipped back into the cart, frustrated. “I guess you will have to. But even in all this, she never awoke any real lust inside me. I could always talk to her on phone for hours, on literally any topics ranging from stock markets to blow jobs and virginity, but something struck me a week ago, something, like a thunder.She put this pic of hers, in a one piece, it was not too revealing or tight fitting and stuff, but it wrapped around her breasts, leaving a little cleavage like a candy for the eye, and carving two perfect juicy looking melons on either side,. It fell between her breasts and the once again the pleasure she encountered was ecstatic. Helena watched enthralled as the girl’s thick mane fell upon her torso. As she bit harder into Helena, the girl’s long fingers bit harder into the flesh of her soft breasts and they rose up on each side of her lover’s black haired head. Then raven’s lips swept to the engorged nipple of her unbitten left breast and kissed around it teasingly. Helena squealed pathetically as raven’s full red lips opened wide.