She just hoped that she could make it to the top.When she looked up to see where Stephan was, he was nowhere in sight. She felt the beginnings of pani... pulling at the edges of her mind. "STEPHAN! Where are you?!" she called."Right here, love," he said gently from a cliff that was to her right. She hadn't noticed it before because she had been concentrating so thoroughly on just putting one foot in the next space and pulling herself up. "I couldn't keep going without you. Come this way. I'll. The fancy ones didn’t serve steaks on the bone. It was always a New York Strip, Fillet Mignon, or a Rib Eye. The high priced steakhouses had asparagus, baked potatoes or fancy mashed potatoes for sides. They served garden salads with fancy dressings.The problem was that he liked a good sized Porterhouse steak, cooked medium rare. He liked a baked sweet potato with butter, sugar, and cinnamon as a side, and a lettuce salad with Thousand Island dressing. This particular chain delivered exactly. She pulled me around to the drivers side and slid in the car when I opened the door. As soon as I sat down, she held on to me and buried her face in my chest. I turned as best I could and held on.This wasn't her normal hands around my arm and pull into me hug. She had her arms wrapped around my body, under my arms. A boa constrictor couldn't have pulled any tighter. I could feel the desperation, the need to be close, to be comforted. The floodgates opened. She shook as the tears came out,. Her naked body called to him. She stripped him and they both revealed their hard naked bodies to me. Carl was hard. His cock was long and thick. He was cut and his massive balls were tight underneath. I saw the glistening signs of pre-cum forming on the penis head – only to see it drip away. Maria’s pussy was amazing – her inner labia revealed long, swollen lips that resembled those of a budding orchid. They were full and engorged. Her pussy glistened in the light. As they kissed, his fingers.