"God you're fucking delicious." And you're really good at that. Other guys are fucking stupid for not sticking with you." I complimented.Now at this...point, I would like to say that I was still hard and ready to go for more, but where I was indeed still hard, I wasn't exactly ready to fuck her just yet. I helped her up and guided her into the bedroom and shoved her down on the bed. She propped herself up on her arms and gave me a grin before fully removing her halter."My pussy's so wet for. He must have seen my eyes open when he turned over the last time, but I still did it anyway. I leaned my head on his shoulders. And he probably smelled me at that time. At least that’s what it sounded like. He let go of his crossed arms now, and he groped my left breast. I didn’t do anything and pretended I was still asleep. He groped me several times, and each time bolder with his touch.He tried to put his hands on my back and tried to grope my right breast but he stopped after trying it once. He didn't pay much attention to the way in front of him with his eyes gazed upward and he caught his leg on a protruding roots, and with that he fell face forward down the hill, after that everything went black.When he came to, with a throbbing headache he tries standing up, and when he finished collecting himself and gaze at his surroundings, he is now standing in a clearance of sort, and not far from there he can see a mansion, "I'm saved", he thought to himself, so he starts making his way. Walking around her I squat behind her, undoing one of the small shampoo bottles I squirt a little onto my hands, placing the bottle.'what're you doing back there babe?' she queries softly 'ohhh' she moans softly, as my fingers run through her hair, the shampoo causing large amounts of soap suds. running my hands back and forth, across her scalp, her eyes closing in pleasure as i work the shampoo into her hair further. pleased with the effort; her long dark hair scattered with white soapsuds.