Mysterious. Beside the sapling was a trail: narrow, overgrown, and covered with autumn leaves, but a discernible trail. Was this another way into th... private property of the gate owner, a privileged opening into a special world buried deep in the rolling hardwood vales? Was the “pass” like a mountain pass, a gap in the ridges of land covered with forest that ran away from the bike trail on both sides, a pass that led to something magical?It was too much for my curious nature. I mounted my. When it was about halfway in I froze the film, and using the laser pen, I highlighted how much the woman’s hole had dilated to take the thickness of the man’s cock.“When you’re at this point Luke,” I said, “It feels like nothing you’ve ever felt before. It’s what your cock and a woman’s vagina is designed for, and however much you enjoy masturbating, your hand is no substitute for that wonderfully warm and slippery tunnel.” I resumed the film, and we enjoyed watching the sex happening along. Her face wasn't in the pic but OMG what a body. I sat down on a trunk and started looking at the pics. A group of naked people, some men and some women, all gathered around this faceless women. Feeling her tits, spanking her, kissing her. The next page was the same women on her knees blowing a guy. Several pics, each one closer than the last, until the entire picture was a close-up of the women with her lips wrapped around a dick. I realized that it was a pic of the lady downstairs in her. Tech she wasn’t having any job. I was just coming out of university was in a confusion of what to do next.I started talking to her regularly through chats. One day she asked me “All boys only loves my outer beauty right no one sees what I am na?” I said, “It’s not like that. But mostly boys fall for ur outer beauty and then understands your inner beauty.” She replied, “No, I didn’t see anyone like that till now.”“Ok. You will find someone doing what you are expecting someday.” I said. Then I.