In the course of events, she found 11 other passageways. Always they ended in a small crawlway. Rather than chance exploring each one she limited hers...lf to marking, measuring and charting.As an indication of the size of the cavern, Wendy set up a tripod mounted World War Two Japanese aviation 120 millimeter camera with an open shutter. Making her way counterclockwise as close to the outer cavern wall as debris from ancient ceiling collapses would allow, every fifteen minutes Wendy would set. Her ability to speak as lost as a misplaced set of car keys. As she felt his fingers beside her clit, she exhaled in relief. He was doing what she asked. Even more importantly, he wasn’t going to leave her desires waiting. She needed this, relief, simple enjoyable pleasure, no machines, no electronics. His hand was magic, the ministrations a kind of art. He was perceptive of her every response and anticipated her slightest reaction like he had sexual ESP. Where had he learned this? Legs spread. I was tired. But it was a different kind of tired. I felt the tug of the button on my shorts being opened. Was it just a few months ago that my life was over? The zipper vibrated quietly as it was slowly lowered. Now not only had my life began anew but it was so totally different. How had I thought I was at all happy with Derek? Each side of my shorts was folded back like a banana peel.The bed jiggled with Eddie's silent laughter. I opened one eye and raised a brow."You have a kitten staring at. Her eyes were glazed. She held half a joint. He thought,touching himself ? fire!This whore doesn't need dope. Then, before he could evenlook up, another cock thrust into him and he was glad. Hebobbed in, slow out, and touched himself. He looked forwhere his cock should be, but there was only prison. Hepulled on one of his molars and pain! Too much. And againvoices faded in as he sucked."Better than latex sissy..." I really don't want to participate..." Go go go!" That's my gurl..." Don't take.