Considering the heat from the bulbs and how long it took for them to cool, the 15 minutes between shots was barely enough.It was the 22 individual pic...ures that allowed Wendy to discover the additional 11 side caves. She also discovered some very old markings that told her she was NOT the first human in the cavern. /// with the slant in the return direction, a candle black arrow on a passage ceiling, even a maze of very old and rotten fibers left from some kind of string.Wendy was caving before. His skinny bum and body really aroused me and I made it last. We changed positions and he wrapped his slim legs around me. His long dick left swipes of precum on his belly as his cock slipped from side to side like a windscreen wiper. I leaned in close to him, my shaft jamming the last inch of itself into his behind.“Squeeze me.” I said. He did squeeze and with pride and we remained there face to face, slowly fucking. “Are you going to kiss me?” I said. He needed permission but once given he. ”“So what are you thinking about, Brett?” she asked suddenly as I was driving.“Nothing, really.”“Come on, you must be thinking something. That bulge hasn’t gone down since we bumped into each other,” she replied as her fingers lightly touched my thigh, making my cock twitch.“It does seem like you like my breasts. You have been looking at them every time when you think I am not looking,” she continued as she cupped one of her breasts and squeezed it while looking at me, her seductive dark eyes. The little baby next to him is his offspring as of three days ago. We’ve got a waiting list of women wanting to get pregnant. Jack Adams is going to be a very busy man. Very busy. The top of the list is my daughter and I’m sure when Jack meets her, he’ll be far more willing to spread his wild oats than he’s been so far. And those oats will be wild. Scattered everywhere. We’re going to turn Jack’s oat seeds over to the National Repopulation Project and the National Insemination Project who will.