."Pulling the ass muscle to pull out the waistb**st "Please use my tongue ..."b**st "Feels good ..."b**st "Move it yourself"b**st "Ah that's okay ..."...�� Penetrating inserted in Tono. At the time of insertion, the b**sts murmured as "Chot Matteo" and Tono said "Un" in a loud voice. It is clearly Japanese.* And the b**st and the harmony of Tono's gasping echoesb**st "Are you comfortable?"Tono: "Chimoi ..."b**st "Are you comfortable?"Tono: "I'm sorry, I am cheerful ..."* Insert Tono in the. It's definitely not in our manual." Hye-jin said, "That's okay. I'm glad to make your day." The screener dropped the front of her sundress, stood up, and meekly motioned for her to gather her things and move forward. Hye-jin, still in deep sleep, recalled that special moment at the beginning of the trip. Was she an exhibitionist? Did she get thrills by showing off her body and tempting men with a stocking fetish? She woke up with a start. She lay in bed dressed only in the sundress, sheer. If the woman is from the compound, she might be able to tell us where it is.”“So do we go today,” Dunbar asked out of curiosity, “or do we wait another day so I can scout the river tomorrow morning in the other direction?”I thought about it for a moment or two and then gave everyone my decision. The village was roughly eight miles away from our present position. At a good pace we could cover that distance in a couple of hours depending on the terrain. At the worst it might take us up to four. I'd worked hard and put in an extra day to clear some of the backlog of mortgage accounts that had been piling up on my desk. Now it was Thursday, no more work until Monday. I could spend time at home trying to get some kind of hold on this situation. That afternoon, there was some internal mail in my pigeonhole. One unusually large envelope intrigued me. Opening it, I found a large A3 photocopy. It was of a woman's arse and pussy. It was instantly recognisable as Lena's, the huge jutting clit.