" "I thought you didn't want to talk about that." Lesley grunted withexertion as we descended a particularly tricky part of the trail. I sighed. "I'm ...eally sorry that I bit your head off backthere. I'm really not like that at all. I don't want you to get the wrongimpression of me. You must think I'm awful." Lesley kissed the forearm around her neck. "I don't think you areawful," she assured me. "Would I be carrying you through the woods, if Idid?" Laughing, I felt myself starting to feel a bit. Go put your bag in the bathroom and come back and model your outfit for us."Alma walked slowly to the bathroom. She placed her bag on the counter and pulled off her long jacket. Under her jacket, she wore a black strapless dress that accentuated her Latina figure to it's fullest. The dress cut off about 3 inches above the knees. Alma wore black thigh high stockings under it. She could feel her black lace panties moistening at the thought of modeling for these guys. She reached in the dress top. Curtains hung from the windows, transforming the gazebo into a room. The food was gone, replaced by a series of soft, leather chairs.“We have a deal?” Beth asked.“Absolutely.” Oliver bowed, indicating with his hands that she should sit on the couch nearest to him. She did his bidding, crossing her legs slowly. “Now, the rules for this game are simple. You are allowed to ask me any three questions, which I will answer truthfully. However, I will ask you to perform a task for me before I answer. As I lay there peeping on this beautiful young woman, stretching slowly in the low sun, I felt tightness in my shorts as my sex drive kicked back into gear after having been parked for these many weeks. I shuffled my groin up from the rock, and reached down to re-adjust my rampant cock to a more comfortable position and felt a damp patch against the front of the thin material as my pre-cum had already begun to flow freely from my hungry cock. I gently rubbed against the straining member as I.