As you leave the toilets you feel a hand on your hips and the feel of a kiss on your neck, you swing around ready to hit out , i stop your hand and dr...g you in my arms into the disused bathroom. i spin you around not wasting a second i kneel down and begin to kiss you ass cheeks. i blow on your pretty pink panties i can see through them already the wet patch clearly visible, your soaking wet and your pussy is begging for attention, i cant wait any more i pull you panties across and bury my. He was slobbering on her tits. His rubbery lips were gently driving her berserk. Amazed and burning with passion, she watched him slobber his drool over each tit."Brownie!" Her back arched as she jutted her tits out for him. She scratched his bobbing head and skimmed down to his active lips that were munching noisily and wetly on her sensitive tittie flesh.A wave of bliss washed over her; her knees buckled for a moment. The pony's lips felt great. She held on to him, staggering, losing the. Everything built up in her in great waves until she was almost seeing stars. James moved his fingers slowly in and out before removing them and impaling her with his tongue again and again. When she was on the brink of orgasm James moved slowly up her body, licking and kissing her softly as he went as if to calm her. Whimpering Anya blindly sought his mouth, but all she encountered was air. Suddenly Anya heard a fly going down and boots flying off, then a shuffle and James body was back on top. Even in the pitch blackness of the stormy, moonless night, Tracy could see that all around she was surrounded by a fog of heated mists and steam. There was no relief from the heat; it was dark and 95 humid degrees.Mired in this mud pit, she was covered in 110 degree muck. The constant heat sapped her strength and kept her light-headed. On her feet, this could make Tracy less effective; in the water, it could make her critically more clumsy. She had no idea that this ended up being fatal to the.