As Tom stripped and waded into the stream the kids were right behind him. Kelly took a little longer, but only because all of the buttons on her dress...slowed her down. She wasn't sure when it happened, but she realized that Tom's fanatical desire to be clean was starting to rub off on her. Even the kids seemed to be catching it. She marveled as she looked at them; they seemed to be happier than they ever had. She also had found that Tom had been right when he had told her that she had smelled.. She raised my legs and guided them on her back. While my lund trapped between her boobs, she was smooching my lund head. My lund was now half erect but I was too tired to respond to her efforts. I continued to sleep. Around 7.00 am in the morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw Nila still in the same position but my dick in its full glory. I found Nisha missing from my right side. The door of the bed room opened and I saw Nisha entering with a tray of morning tea. She was still nude. She looked. She had to pee (she always has to pee when she gets nervous) and Mark said he wanted to watch her. While she went, he made her start stroking him again. After she wiped, he made her perch up her legs, spread eagle herself on the toilet, spread open her pussy, rub her clit. He asked if she was wet, she said yes, he told her to put her fingers inside her pussy and fuck herself, and then pull them out to show him. She did this while stroking his cock, showed her wet fingers, he made her switch. . ?"Her wistful eyes reminded me of the time, indeed. On assignment for some long-shuttered publication in England, we'd been unlucky enough to be caught behind the lines just as the Congo's great unwashed masses held another one of those beastly revolutions they were having about every six weeks during the previous decade. Captured by rebel soldiers, I was detained in a hovel of a jail cell for nearly two months, living on very little except some rancid butter and a small ration of bread and.