As they used to say while I was in basic training, “Smoke 'em if you got 'em.”Relaxing a few feet from our hobo stove was delightful. The radiant ...armth was almost enough to offset the chill of the below-freezing air. Thank God, it was a windless night.Cabin fever and frostbite are both threats to survival. Our hunting gear was top of the line but not intended for Arctic conditions. The only way to stay warm was to keep moving. We lost more heat than we generated while sitting together on the. .her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at itSo now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my parents had to visit our village for a wedding of one of my cousin but just because of my examination there were not ready to leave me alone as it was gone take a long time atleast a week to come back i tried and convince them that i can take care of my self but parents just won’t. Sandie and her motherthen stepped into the kitchen to make some coffee while her dad preparedto go to work for he was working a night shift on a big constructionproject. As he left for work, Sandie's brother parked himself on thesettee beside Virginia. Virginia immediately sensed the threat and retreated to the far end ofthe settee. He was not taking 'no' for an answer and he edged along thesettee as his hand slipped along the top of the settee. Before Virginiacould respond, she felt the. Even before the hand on her behind went down into her pants, she was getting horny. Knew that she had to submit to them.“Please..” she said In a weak voice, closed her eyes, but kept on stepping. They began to lift her shirts up, over her head, into a mess around her wrists. A little like being tied. There were hands on her breasts, outside the tight, day-glo green sports-bra. There was another between her buttocks. The knot that held her sweatpants were being untied.“The bitch is on.