Finally the feather was back at the juncture of my thighs. Where I wanted it most. I was breathing spasmodically, twitching like a madwoman, out of my...mind with need. Dave dropped the feather lightly on my mound. He twirled it gently in my neatly trimmed line of pubic hair. The feather mingled and lightly tangled in the hair. My stomach fluttered and my skin broke out in goose flesh. Dave skipped the feather up my belly back up to finally touch on my aching nipples. They were rock hard and the. I fucking hate snakes!”I could only imagine her sardonic smile when she whispered back, “I’m a lot more dangerous than any serpent or god-snake you ever read about in your moldering books.”It was time to check our progress anyway. No other choice, I sat in the stinking muck, pulled out a diagram of the tunnel system and struck a small light. I heard her shift behind me on her knees and felt her muscular thighs open wide and slide around my buttocks to get closer. Her large breasts pressed. Pat had moved in back of me and removed my coverup as I lay across my Jermy playing with his cock and deep kissing him. I finally got his shorts down, and he started to remove his boots, and I told him “no, leave them on.” I lowered myself and took his stiff cock into my mouth and slowly started circling my tongue around the bulbous head of his swollen cock. I was running my tongue along the bottom of his shaft, but the circumference of this cock was really huge, and I struggled to get him in. Her body was very nice - firm C-cup tits, a rounded ass, slim waist. Her face was rather plain, with teeth that needed an orhodontist, but she smiled and made me feel very comfortable with her. Today her services would be called GFE. As we sat on the bed she caressed my body and kissed me on the mouth, something streetwalkers seldom did. She sucked my cock, taking her time, caressing my balls, complimenting me on the size of my equipment. I was horny as hell, and quickly hard as a rock. .