Why a hand appearing lightly on my thigh causes me to stiffen slightly I will attribute to my disbelief that the situation is getting beyond the point...that I feel is still within my control. It is only natural that my thighs part as an autogenous reaction to the stimuli flooding my senses. None-the-less a nagging doubt in my conscience causes me to gently but firmly arrest the hand’s progress. Breaking off an endless interplay of lips and tongue with a gasped a deep inhalation. ‘Oh please,. “Better reload now before we head out. Never know when we’ll run upon more of them!” He told them, already slipping cartridges in his rifle, before he started the mules out again.As quickly as they could, each of them reloaded the five to six cartridges they’d fired, then headed out behind the trudging mules.The slough ran east and west and they circled around to come in from the south, since they could see clearly along the north side where the snowdrifts were extremely deep. When they neared. Except her transparent dupatta, she was naked. I stared at her smooth belly.Her eyes glittered with excitement and had a naughty smile on her face. She lifted her dupatta over her breasts, in her hands. “love me” “push in hard to the eternity”. She said in her soft voice filled with lust. No talks were required. This was the best kind of love making, uncomplicated by any bond,A shameless expedition for physical enjoyment. We kissed hungrily, and her tongue was quick and eager in my mouth and. De trucker rijdt tegen hem aan en lacht luid om de tronie van de jongen. Deze voelt nu de immense stijve paal tegen zijn buik en kijkt verschrikt omlaag naar het immense gevaarte. Hij wil toch niet...........??? Zijn angst wordt bewaarheid als Karl hem op z'n buik draait en zijn benen gespreid met de enkels aan het bed vastbindt. De jongen wil overeind krabbelen maar wordt hardhandig tegen de matras gedrukt. Hij voelt de behaarde borst tegen zijn rug als de natte paal door zijn.