You see a miniature human figure, who looks like a girl of nineteen or twenty, struggling and groaning with the effort of moving towards the trail. Sh... is wearing tattered green cloth, and is badly bruised and scraped. Her short brown hair is disheveled. From the creaking sound of her voice, it sounds like she hasn't had water for days.She puts her hand on the path, and stops from surprise, as though she didn't see it in front of her. When her eyes wander across your hiking shoe, she freezes,. I spent what seemed to be ages clearing and polishing the fuller as well as slowly sharpening it until that thing would shave the tiny red hairs from the backs of my forearms. Knives were tools. This blade seemed to be an extension of my arm.My ultimate prize though, was a glowing blue stone half the size of my thumb in a silvery cage. Someone had negligently dropped it while walking through the market. Folk simply walked past it as if it were a stone or a leaf in the woods. It shone like a. I then pulled the matching suspender-belt up my legs and smoothed it in place before grabbing a pair of her used nylons. Slowly I slid them all the way up my thighs before expertly attaching the dangling suspenders to their reinforced tops – something I'd done a thousand times before, but only with my own!I then took hold of the dildo and flopped onto her bed, my legs spread wide, with my cock now lewdly sticking up from between my nylon-clad thighs!Reaching down, I then wrapped my fist round. She was moaning and her hands were playing with her boobs. Then once again she asked me to stop teasing and lick her pussy, I just smiled at her and she knew I wouldn’t stop teasing her, so she herself removed her panty and pushed her hips more in to my face. I draw my head back as I wanted to see her love hole. It was a little hairy around her pussy lips and the wetness could be seen on her pussy hair too. I placed my hands over her pussy and started to rub on the gently, my fingers started to.