I felt hot breath against the nape of my neck. The hands travelled upward, slipping between the tree and me, cupping my tits, squeezing them hard, pin...hing them and twisting my nipples as I struggled, frantic to escape. I felt weight against me, pushing me into the bark, and then it was gone. I heard the soft sound of a zipper’s teeth parting. And then, the hands again, once more on my hips, while something fleshy was pushed between my thighs. A cock. Stiff and hard and thick. I began to cry.. Rather than chance exploring each one she limited herself to marking, measuring and charting.As an indication of the size of the cavern, Wendy set up a tripod mounted World War Two Japanese aviation 120 millimeter camera with an open shutter. Making her way counterclockwise as close to the outer cavern wall as debris from ancient ceiling collapses would allow, every fifteen minutes Wendy would set off a Meggaflash PF330 screw-in flashbulb in a camera attached reflector. The flash directly. Still my breasts were covered and still the cars rushed past, the drivers seemingly oblivious in their metal cocoons. Then, taking a deep breath I dropped the coat to my waist and held it there with my hands on my hips. My breasts were bared to the road and the night world and the light from the headlights flashed across them every few seconds. I was getting terribly turned on by the idea that anyone who could see me (and the drivers must be able to or were they all asleep?) couldn’t do. It had been ten years since she had been with the God of the Arrow. She used her time wisely and well.Shen Yi sat by on his chair by the cabin midday as he looked at the high mountains. Daiyu sat on a stump that she often studied from. The cold was apparent here as snow would sometimes creep up in the area, but she was used to it. The trees around them were comfortable as an atmosphere.Shen Yi himself was busy smoking a pipe with tobacco. He was enjoying a relaxing, comfortable atmosphere. He.