Hence probably arose the phrase ‘bending the bow,’ and the French of ‘drawing’ one.“This got me to thinking about it. I suspect the Welsh, a...d later the English archers who followed the Welsh traditions, stood with the bow in front of their chests then pushed the bow apart. When the left arm moved away from the chest they made this easier by leaning forward to place their body between the stave and the string then pushed out. I’ve tried this with some local longbows and you can draw a bow this. Fancy a walk... maybe something more?" she giggled, stroking Jack's crotch, making him swerve slightly. Sarah ran into the house to get changed, whilst Jack threw his T-shirt inside the door, content with wearing just shorts. When Sarah returned, Jack's eyes nearly popped out of his head. She stood in front of him wearing a red see through bikini bottom, and nothing else. Her pert breasts hung, showing no sag, the small nipples growing erect with the sea breeze."It's a private beach... why. Her dream this night started out with a frequent theme for her: she was Wonder Woman and out to get an evil criminal overlord. In this case the evil mastermind was named Black Bart and his fiendish plot involved poisoning the water supply in Manhattan and then robbing key buildings of priceless artifacts after the security was too sick to put up any defense.She had overheard word of this plot but no one in law enforcement believed her. With so many lives at stake, her only hope was to throw. Fuck, you’re hot.” Kim stroked him in the warm nest between her breasts, and his hips rocked up toward her. The pure, unbridled lust in his eyes set off an especially strong tingle between her legs as wetness gathered in anticipation. Releasing her breasts, she leaned back enough for his manhood to slip free, and then darted in with her tongue. “Ahh, yeah,” Chase said as his organ lifted up to press against her tongue. His hands moved to the back of her head. “Suck it.” She swirled her tongue.