The media and society at large thinks of women as saints and heroes while they think of men as villains and buffoons. Well, I think villainy is inhere...tly part of both sexes. I also see television shows and commercials making men look bad while glorifying women. I’m not into worshiping the opposite sex, or the same sex, for that matter. I see both men and women as tragically flawed creatures. That’s what fascinates me about them. Instead of elevating either one, I debase both. My way of. Needless to say, I was intrigued. When I ripped the sheet from her, I was once again amazed at her gorgeous body. Thirty eight years old, three kids, but a sensuous body, that was, as they say, to die for. Today the most amazing feature of her body was a large, red dick coming out of her shaved cunt, which she was carefully holding up with two fingers. Her husky "like what you see, sailor" made my dick jump to attention. With a trembling groan she indicated that she liked what she saw and with. He sat down, grabbed one of the bundles of letters, and slowly untied it. He looked at the name on the front of the first envelope, "Martha Holmes" he read. He had half been expecting to read the name "Martha Pennington" on the envelope, but it appeared that his grandmother's maiden name had been Holmes, not Pennington. He opened the first envelope and began reading, "Dear Martha, I can't wait to see you again. It's been cold here and I miss your kisses..." Cade scanned the letter until he came. It had to be obvious, but not too obvious. I wasn’t sure how experienced these guys were in tracking or bushcraft. I hoped that they were clueless, but I wasn’t going to count on it. If any of them had experience, they may get suspicious and not follow my game plan.I knew when they were starting to get close. The birds and insects got quiet, and I started to hear human type sounds. But I hung around long enough to get a good idea of just how close. I was waiting at a sharp bend in the trail.