Paul was miserable, he hated being hot, and he hated sweating. By the time he had his wheelbarrow loaded, there was a puddle of sweat on the floor whe...e he stood. At least he was wearing no clothing to be sticking to him. They were then led out through the courtyard, pushing their wheelbarrows, out through the main entrance gate and along a dirt road. After about a mile, they came to a large construction site, apparently a dam, or hydroelectric plant, or something.They were then each, in turn,. But no face in the cam. "So you have my cam how about I have yours now" she asked and so I clicked it on and I had moved it so she could see my chest. We chatted and I kept inquiring who she was and how she knew me. But she never gave in and then out of the blue she asked "Would you like to see my wet pussy" "Yes I would but I would like to know who you are as well" Her cam moved down to one of the prettiest pussies I had ever seen. Nicely trimmed and just nice all around. With in just a few. "Why?" she questions. "I don't know, I just figured we're so clos-." "Were you going to tell anyone?" she cuts me off. "Of course not, I would never do th-" She cuts me off again, accept this time it’s with a kiss. I’m stunned. She wraps her arms around my neck and her tongue enters my mouth. I let it, we've done this so many times before but this was so different. I feel her breasts press up against mine and my pussy throbs: I’ve never wanted anyone so badly. I have to go further. I reach. "You are so bad," I gasped in a whisper. "Naughty-naughty!" She didn't say a word but just started moving up and down slowly but firmly that grin still plastered on her face.Now you're saying sure, the big strong man could have stopped his itsy-bitsy girlfriend ... Right, and Santa Claus is making book with the Easter Bunny over the Toothfairy's haul for the night! If you think you could have stopped her than you're a better man than I am.Unnerving as it was, it got worse when I felt a hand.