”“I see the images, but I sense nothing.”“Yes. Once there was meaning here. But no more. The spirits that were here have gone. I cannot see wh...nce they have gone. Perhaps my father could know; perhaps the one who taught me, Rock-Wallaby. There is nothing here for us. Let us look at the other cave.”They exited and Sam waved to Tom. They walked to him.“Can you put us on the path to the third cave?”“Potoroo told me to do so.” Tom led them a bit downhill to a point where a faint track led up at a. Afton’s breathing became more shallow the longer the warm hands worked on her inner thigh, and once in a while one of them would brush against her bulging pussy. There was a definite line of moisture along Afton’s crack that was showing through on her panties, and Miss Richards commented on how attractive Afton’s vagina looked while covered by the white cotton panties. By now Afton was so aroused that she was in dire need of sexual relief, and offered no resistance when Miss Richards let her. I continued caressing her. I allowed my fingers to lightly pass over her mound. I applied a little more pressure each time. Her shirt had ridden up and a strip of her belly was showing. I eagerly took advantage and let my fingers linger, slowly raising her shirt. Finally, I could start to feel her nipples harden beneath her exercise shirt. Her nipples…the window into her libido! I pushed her shirt up over her breasts and began to suck her left nipple while letting my left elbow fall vertically. I turned and looked down at it.There was a hell of a lot more there than normal. My butt, previously neat and perky, was now hefty and curvaceous. My thighs had grown too: thin and athletic to one step short of chubby. This was getting ridiculous.“My fuckin’ ass grew!” I spat.Darla stepped out from the kitchen to inspect my stacked backside from all angles. “Well, it does look a bit bigger’n usual,” she conceded. I had finally made it to my feet, although I still felt unsteady, leading Darla to.