.Realizing he was being a bit rude, Chuck brought his eyes back up to hers, smiling an embarrassed smile. The room she was leaving was the bathing roo..., as, like any sensible species, the Orang didn't shit where they bathed. She obviously hadn't expected anyone to be up this late. Raising his right hand to badly cover his eyes, he turned his head away."Sorry! Didn't mean to look! I'll be going!" Making a show of grabbing blindly for one of the wall hand holds, Chuck turned his body back towards. "Oh my God! Oh John! Oh!" She cried as I fingered her. I stabbed at her pussy with my fingers roughly, but she was so hot and so sex-starved that she only wanted more. "Fuck me, John! Fuck Your slut! Oh yess, Fuck me! Fuck mee!" She cried. My hand was flying in and out of her and she was bucking into every thrust. I sawed in and out of her pussy as she rose higher and higher towards her first orgasm of the night. I could feel the pressure building up inside her. I knew she wouldn't last much. I wandered around aimlessly, searching high and low for things that would make interesting pictures. I was so caught up in taking pictures, that I didn't even notice I had walked so far. I had walked at least ten miles from my house. I heard a lot of noise coming from a few blocks away, which sparked my interest. As I approached, I could hear kids screaming happily, loud arcade type sounds, and what sounded like carnival music in the background. As I got even closer, I was able to see that I. Heck, I wouldn’t even need any makeup!I kept thinking back to one of my final conversations with my best friend in Iraq. He was from Alaska and was always talking about how, when he got out, he was going to go gold prospecting.“There is this river, called the Kuskokwim River,” he was always saying, “and I know, I just know there is gold along there.”During our final conversation about the river, he even told me where.“You have to take a boat because it’s not accessible any other way,” he said,.