We broke the kiss after 15 minutes and then my eyes fell on her boobs. It was so soft. I just started to press her boobs she asked me to wait and went...to get fresh up. Mean while I went out and brought honey from nearby store. Before I return she was already in her night dress. I went and got fresh up and came back.She was watching the TV I too joined her. Slowly our hands met. We started to kiss vigorously and then I carried her to bed. I dropped her on the bed then started to explore her I. "My God. You're as hard as a rock," she commented.Wendy then instructed him to stand up and slide his pants down. Now he could not stand totally erect due to the limited headspace but he managed to do what she asked. He sat down again with his hard teenage cock standing straight up. Wendy stood for a moment before she placed one knee on the window seat and the other on the aisle seat.Wendy hovered above his crotch for a moment before she hiked up her short skirt. There before Kurt's eyes was. We met the next night in a dream, reclining in an autumn painted orchard by a river bed. On a quilted blanket of down we held each other without restraint, lost in each others gaze that we had dared not fall prey to in waking hours. For when else but in the forgiving shrouds of dream can one hope to know such perfection without the threat of madness. A timeless passage of hours held me within those eyes until I died to be born anew. My hand brushed hers and made a slow, deliberate ascension. He had already seen and heard everything that I had done. He had also seen me remove the tourniquet from the first man's arm and that the wound had only seeped a little. This man's wound was on his leg, and it was obvious that he had received it while on his horse. Fortunately, it was only a couple of inches long.I placed the tourniquet on his thigh above the wound and tightened it up. I gave him a larger drink of the Mehkong because he was so nervous, and then poured some of it on the wound.