After staring a moment, he whined and turned back into the brambles. A couple of seconds later, he was back. After whining again, he went a short dist...nce into what was becoming a tunnel he had begun to open in the mess of weeds and vines. Quickly returning, he stood looking at Morales all but shouting, "Come on, Idiot."That presented a problem. No way could he crawl into the dense brambles with a bow slung over his shoulder, not to mention the two quivers and the crossbow he always carried.. He was excited that Carrie had referred him, and said I should be looking forward to feeling better soon. He sounded young, and didn't sound too wierd, and for the first time I was genuinely looking forward to getting my massage. _________________________________________________________________________ Before leaving work on Monday, I went into the bathroom and changed out of my workclothes, putting on a lycra workout top, cotton athletic shorts, and flip flops. It had been far too. She smelled like a cheap whore and smiled like a satisfied slut."Did my slut like that?" my husband asked.I remembered the first time he asked me that. It was after he convinced me to have my first threesome. I was so satisfied, but I wanted more and more. And he had always made sure to give it to me. I fucked anyone and everyone he wanted me to now. He owned my pussy. And I now realized he owned my sister's pussy as well."Oh yes" she said. Her voice husky with desire.I moaned as I came.. A waitress girl said I needn’t to pay for my drink as it was checked by a girl sitting near by facing me. I looked at her: it was young fresh meat like blonde babe who looked very horny a bit sluttish. She was beautiful. Rosaline, her name, was wearing black leather skirt and net stockings. She was sitting cross legged, and her skirt rose revealing her adorable hips. No doubts, she was the most attractive blonde I’d ever seen.Rosaline smiled and directed towards my table. This was rather.