I finished climbing the hill crept up to her keeping low as I didn't want her to see me but I wanted a closer view I kept my helmet on and visor down ...s I was walking in to the sun and it was blinding without the tinted visor I had on as I got closer I couldn't help myself she was so wet I could hear her juices flowing through my closed helmet so I reached out and touched her pussy she moved her hand so I took over her playing I could feel her wet pussy and it was making my cock throb I so. Bren, this is Lady Patricia. She's the head of our commune andrules us with a rod of iron or should I say with a rubber paddle." "And you'll be on the list for the paddle if you're not careful laddie." LadyPatricia laughed and kissed me fully on the mouth and then hugged me so my facewas in her ample tits. "Did he tell you what sort of commune this is Bren?" sheasked."Not really, except it was a love cult and I would have to drop my knickers." Well if you are only staying one night, that is. They bleated while pushing their noses into the bare ground. No one appeared to be taking care of them.Given the broken-down condition of the shack, Lou wondered if anyone lived here at all. Sure, people lived in worse places. Down in The Big Valley, he'd seen Mexicans living in crude huts as bad, if not worse, than this. He knew Indians out on the western plains lived in even cruder places. And what with all the Earth's jumping about the last few days, some of the building's fallen down. With no thought, automatically, by instinct maybe, I had taken them out oftheir packaging and was now grabbing them by the sides and holding themup, their full shape in display before my eyes.Was I going to put them on? I remembered how I had felt the last time Ihad worn a pair of these and realized I wanted to put them on, they werewhat I was really looking for but didn't dare find on my own.I stripped naked and pulled the panties up my legs, they felt just likethe last ones and slid between.