This is the kind of world that most call a medieval fantasy realm, and we're fine with that.You want to know about the girls, okay. Sharon is the tall...st of the 4, with a strong athletic build and a pair of small breasts that at best could be called a B cup, her hair was cut short in military fashion and colored brown, she had deep blue eyes; Marcy was almost the exact opposite of Sharon physically, she had long red hair that she did up in one massive braid to look like a series butterflies and. John wasn't sure what was happening, but decided to go for it. He placed his hands on Alicia's small waist and pulled her to him, "Would you be so mad if I kissed you right now?" He asked, his face a fraction from hers. "I'll be pissed off if you don't." She said. Their lips met. Their bodies pressed tighter together, John's new cock grew rock hard in seconds. Alicia widened her stance and seemed to be grinding her pussy against him. Feeling bold, John slid his hand down and. While my party settled themselves at a vacant table in the back corner of the common room, I went to the bar and ordered us some food and drinks. I quickly learned that like on my world, this region was famous for wine. I ordered up a couple of flagons to go with the house stew and paid for it at the counter. The man minding the counter was middle aged, overweight, and slightly nearsighted. He had red hair and a big bushy red beard and he looked a bit like a Wildman, but the apron about his. But, since it was time to grab my camera and head to the inner reaches of the park, I put on my boots and headed out of the tent. My frustration at having a neighbor dissolved when I looked at the new camper. She was unpacking a VW Beetle and seemed to have all of the necessities for a great camp. She was also one of the most gorgeous women that I had ever seen. Anyone who loves camping knows that the clothing is not the most attractive for a woman to wear. But this creature could have been.