" Had he gone for his bow, she wouldn't have shown herself so easily. Seeing that he had only his knife in hand, she rose so that he could see her sil...ouetted against the face of the moon. She was dressed as a boy in russet tunic, braies, and a bright red cloak, kirtles not being practical for travel. Still, there was no mistaking her for a boy when seen in silhouette.The hunter's laugh came out as a cloud of mist in the crisp air, "Clearly, you're no highwayman. You're just a girl. Come down. I lick, kiss, suck the vaginal lips of this virgin girl, Chel lifts her legs leaning with the tip of the heels on the edge of the bed - it really makes her way as a cinematographic woman more sensual. I sink my tongue uninhibited and sinful licking at the bottom of the young pink pussy that she has. Chel first holds me by the hair and then goes with the same fingers to work her button.- Come mother, let... What about it?- Not Chel with him not here.- I see, feeling, your body wants it. Let.... She thought what he said was interesting. She realized there was some truth to what he was telling her. The world did owe her a living, didn't it? Ha. Fat chance."I feel better now," Lisa said quietly. "Thank you." She clambered back up on her knees without him telling her to and took hold of his still flaccid cock. She rubbed it with both hands for a moment, then, lowering her head down, kissed the tip of it. Still nothing."I'm not sure, but," Lisa mentioned, looking up at the man, "isn't it. "I'm Darla" she said to me "and this is Mark." "I'm Bill" I said, "How about that, we all have four letter names." (Can I come up with them or what?)D laughed as if I'd said something funny. The guy looked perplexed and she said, "Why don't we all get a table"? Ok it was going to be a duel for the best pair in the place.We sparred for a while and then D had a suggestion. "I'm getting horny" she said. "Each of you tell me why I should go home with you and the best story gets me. Mark you go.