All he could do was try to keep the nose up andscream as she went in for a crash landing in the jungle. A series oftrees softened the crash and kept h...m from passing out. A largebranch through the radio meant he wasn't going to be calling forhelp anytime soon."Glad I dressed for the jungle," he though in his cut off tank topand jeans so tight they were like a second skin. "Though theseplatform sandals weren't the right idea." he thought as he wentbarefoot toward a village that looked more. 'Page 5. 'Yeah, but you do know this. You have to try. I mean if I say there's a couple of tests, you have no choice but to try. Right?' I pressed the knife hard to her breast plate and nicked her the first tiny bit of drawn blood. 'Ow. Stop it. Ow. You hurt me. You're hurting me.' 'Uh-uh. Not yet. I'm getting to that. That's still to come.' I growled it into her face and it chilled her, the hoarseness and coarseness of my tone. I jabbed her again an. Slowly my brain began to process what I was seeing. Firstly who's bed was this, where abouts was this bed and how had I gotten here. There was a clock beside the bed flashing 5:30 with a goulish greeny glow. Then above the noise of my thumping heart I could hear a shower running. I flung back the covers to discover I was not only in a strange bed but I was here naked. The adrenalin jolt from that discovery pushed back the hangover and with a quick visual search I located my bra.Standing in the. That's soooo fucking good...goddam it...shit, that's so hot...," Anna hissed, eyes closed and hands on her mother's head, pulling her face tight into her gash, urging her on. "CUMMMMING!!!"And she came long and hard with her hips snapping, her creAnna ass undulating and her thighs scissoring her mom's face, squeezing it and an orgasm out, nearly gagging Betsy with her girl cream."Fuck, where did you learn to eat cunt like that, Mom?" Anna giggled as Betsy stood to french her daughter, Anna.