The full moon provided enough light to see just fine until we hit the tree line.A few minutes later we emerged into a large opening. There were a few ...rees spotted around the area, but it was mostly tall grass, weeds and bushes except for the trail I maintained.“Wow, this is huge,” she said as we walked along the trail.“Nearly ten acres,” I replied. “Most of it is still woods.”“How much further to the spot?”“Just a few hundred feet more. It's just over there,” I pointed off to our right, “but. Well, for the rest of the strap hangers who inhabit his carriage, the journey appears interminable. Richmond, East Richmond, Burnley, Hawthorn, Glenferrie, Auburn, the stations seem endless and the crush for standing room never eases off. But, by Box Hill, there is some breathing space and after Mitcham, there is actually one vacant seat. Which is where our inconsiderate buffoon finally lifts his eyes from his book and looks around the carriage.Big mistake!!There, immediately opposite him, is a. Her knees were scuffed, her hands and feet roughed but actually starting to grow a little callus, which was a good thing because the terrain wasn't flesh friendly. As I nervously walked around, I watched the other bitches, and males, of the pack. They eyed me, some more than others. One of the males in particular, a silver with markings of brown. He grinned a wolfish grin of sharp teeth and I scurried back to the cave. Maybe Black was just hunting, yeah...that was it, just hunting. I stayed out. ‘Really, we’re just two adults, aren’t we? Finally on a level playing field…’ Ryan was about to say something, but the words got trapped in his throat. Through Sakura’s spread legs, wrapped in that plaid uniform skirt so many men fetishized, he could see her pussy, not concealed by any kind of underwear but bare and obvious before him. Her pretty pink snatch was shaved bare and was moist and waiting. It looked so enticing, glimmering with youthful eagerness. Most of all he was struck by the.