So I am intensely grateful to Pamela, and to you," she kissed my palm again, and let go of my hand, "for making my dream come true. I am as happy as I...ve ever been in my life. If I was more poetically inclined, I would probably write something about how the brevity of time makes the pleasure more intense. But as I am a science geek, I'd rather spend the time in making out with my boyfriend."And we did. Cathy had very sensitive breasts, after playing with them for a while I pinched the left. She whimpered and, her eyes half-closed, her lips apart, caressed her face wantonly with his beautiful penis, jerking it deftly in her fingers.His penis quivered and I could see pre cum oozing out slowly. “C’mon! Suck it!” he moaned. “Suck my cock!” Her lips parted further and held his cock, and were waiting for my tongue to go near his cock, to share his pre cum.We both licked the same and then I kissed her lips and said ‘Kavya this is all yours baby’. Her tongue slipped out and swirled over. She did look amazing. A small little spring dress, light, floating just above her skin. Her hair was down and straight. I couldn't help but to stair at her. Any man or women would be beguiled by her beauty.I was wearing a black dress with small straps and some pumps. The dress didn't hide much of my long slim legs, tight figure, large breasts, and firm ass. Practically wearing nothing. But she had a smile that brightened everything around her. Some how i felt happy. She invites me in and she. Incomplete data received is better than all data lost by carelessness.”“What is ‘write’?” he wanted to know.“If you have to ask, you cannot write, but you can draw a sketch on dried hide of where the enemy army is staying, what direction they are travelling in, and what the countryside they are facing is like – hills, rivers, bogs, rough rocky ground or sandy ground. Such ground conditions affect how an army can move, if at all.I also would like to know what weapons they are using. If you.