She loved it, andimmediately put her finger into her own little cunny. Then she licked herfinger again, and commented on how different we tasted.I too... this as a clue to have a taste of her little bare cunny, which sheallowed without hesitation or shame. She lay back and spread her legsapart, and I climbed between them kneeling and pushing my face up between her thighs to first gaze at, then lick at her little peach-shaped pussy. She squirmed with delight, and though I'm sure she didn't have an. “One big problem with living off the grid is no wifi,” I remarked as I used my phone to set up a local hotspot. “This will be agonizingly slow and probably send my data usage through the roof ... but I need to check my email.”“When you’re done, maybe I can check mine?” she asked.“Certainly.”“Listen -- wind is coming up.”“Yeah -- it’s going to be a cold one.”Andrea checked her mail and then powered down the laptop. I shut down the hotspot. “I suppose we should get ready for bed.”We lay together. He had to admit that he was totally in the dark about what, exactly, she was doing but, it all seemed so important. As though she was really making a difference. Hours went by as he watched in awe at her ability to handle so many different things at once. He glanced up at the coming darkness. He had stayed too long, again. She had thought it would all be too much! But, she had managed handling the strain of firing people like a trooper. The dreams came less often after three weeks. She had been. She is extremely good looking, her face is soft and a little round even her nose and mouth look soft and fit her face, the shape of her eyes fits the soft look of her but her eyes while being big and wide hold something hard within their bright green depths. Her face is framed by obviously dyed but bouncy dark red hair that falls down past her shoulders.I admire what I can see of the rest of her body, her breasts look small maybe an A or B cup and a flat stomach, my eyes move down and take in.