She'll not survive, none do. Those damn tars are hell on women."I heard him leave and then I was untied, and the scrawny man with a big pistol in one ...and and a lantern in the other led me outside where my horse waited with my weapons and blanket roll. They surely had been efficient, thought I as I mounted, somewhat stiffly and made my way back to camp.Lt. Foster listened to my tale, decided it was an opportunity to feed the enemy false information and went off to concoct the same while I ate. So here is where the fun starts.. I'm 6'2 200lbs in decent shape with a decent size 8 inch tool on me.I do the usual ,tell her she is pretty ,she says I'm handsome and I tell her I want to have fun 1st b4 the massage.I pull her towards me and kiss her neck and reach around and feel her ass.I pull down the top to her dress to reveal her nice size C/D tits overflowing in her brown and pink lace bra.She takes off her dress and I tell her to keep the heels on (I love fucking women in heels,doesn't. We got in and headed towards her house. I pulled in her driveway and she thanked me and got out. She walked to the door and tried to open it, discovering it was locked. I waited in the driveway to be sure she could get in. She looked through her purse and couldn’t find her keys. Candy came back to the car and opened the door. ‘My door is locked and I don’t have the key and my parents won’t be home for a awhile what should I do’ I got out of the car and walked with her to the side of her house,. As you vacantly scan the fellow beach goers around you - still well hidden behind the darkness of your glasses - you feel as a fly on the wall. Observing all and intruding none, your body drifts into a comfort for which you long day in and day out.This moment is perfect. This is your space, your place, and no one may intrude. You lie back again on your towel spread carefully over the sand and you notice how the earth wraps the contours of your body affectionately. You feel as though you are.