His Yanomamo guide looked around, open mouthed, at the destruction. The four inflatable two-person tents, fragile, since they were protected by the do...e, were torn to ribbons. They could see, even from where they stood, the remnants were spattered with blood. Bodies, and pieces of bodies, were strewn about the camp, wrenched into grotesque, almost comical, postures. In the center, appearing inviolate, sat the hover, door sealed and silent. Walking to one of the tents, Walter found the remains. My boner sprung to life in my soiled nylons while fondling her titties. “Ah, I forgot I need to pee!” she said hurriedly and shuffled into a stall. With the stall door open, she lifted her princess skirt, sat, and began to pee. I kept my eyes on her large erect nipples while I fished for my dick underneath my skirt and nylons. I approached her dick in hand and heard the sound of her tinkle. “I feel like a lesbian” she joked as she grabbed the head of my cock to draw me closer. “You do look. I just stood up and walked to standin front of her. When I stood my cock jumped out. I stood there exposed to herhungry eyes as she licked her lips. It was like an unconscious cue to me so I putone hand behind her head and slowly pushed my cock between her sweet, sweetlips. She sucked me in and then pulled off me. I had a moment of dread thinkingI went to far till I felt her tongue swirl around my head. I moaned at thefeeling and pushed my way back in again. I slowly began to fuck her mouth as. They looked so downtrodden that they didn’t even try to beg for food from Vennoa and Tempest.“Hey, did you see that?” Tempest suddenly asked, pointing towards an alleyway.“See what?” Vennoa asked in return.“There was an old man there staring at us. I could have sworn he was shuffling some cards or something. But when he saw me noticing, he disappeared down the alley.”“So what?” Vennoa asked. “There’s plenty of old people around here. He’s just another one.”“He was dressed much better than these.