Finally, he removed his broad akubra hat and placed it on the ground, sitting his pack on top of the brim so that the wind could not blow it away. Cla...a pressed her body to the ground and wormed her way into the cavern in a manner not unlike the one Jeff had seen soldiers using in stock footage of army training. She was still grasping her torch, ensuring that she was not moving completely blind. Once she was completely inside of the cavern, Jeff followed her in, his torch in one hand, the lamp. Seeking to give her the release she always deserved and that I loved giving her, I sought out her gspot and kept my fingers deep inside of her, massaging it with just the right pressure. I could feel her tensing up again, just moments away from release. I flattened my tongue over her clit and gave her one long, slow stroke while massaging her inner walls. Her mouth fell open on a silent scream that soon became rather vocal. Her entire body tensed, her hands pulling at my hair, keeping me right. I don’t believe that dreams are some sort of a premonition or a forewarning of some apocalyptic catastrophe. Heck I don’t even believe that it is your subconscious trying to tell you something. Dreams are just that, a state of mind during REM. It is a late night pizza with anchovies, or it’s a horror movie right before bed. Like I said I’m not a huge believer in prophecy- I just like to cum. The bus was running late and I paced back in front of the bus stop. If the bus was running late, that. We are both out of breath, but I pull her up to me kissing her, connecting our lips against one another, right where they belong. I sit down, telling her not put her clothes back on yet. I push her back against the wall by her throat, as I kiss her, then kiss her neck and across her chest, taking each nipple in my mouth, gently biting her, sending shock waves through her body. I kiss across her stomach and to each thigh, she knows what I am going to do, she has grown to need my tongue on her.