Looking up at her, I grabbed her raised leg with my left hand and with my other hand touched her pussy.“For God’s sake, Natasha, lick my fucking c...nt.”But the stern voice of decades of indoctrination shouted back: “It is a dirty deadly sin. Don’t do it.” Mother’s soft shameful warning about my unmentionables stopped me in my tracks and dried my own wetness faster than a drop of water in the desert sun. I slowly untangled Petra’s leg from my shoulder and pushed her back, my head dropped in. He picked her a radish, trimming it with a penknife from his pocket and wiping it before cutting it in half for both to sample. Marina thought it was juicy, spicy and delicious.How impossible, she thought, to have anything so fresh and in the middle of winter? The second tunnel was similarly stocked, but the rest were empty of plants. Daniel said he had gone out the previous night after Marina had gone to bed and switched on the heaters in the empty tunnels to help reduce the weight of the. We were gasping and tore at each other in a sexual frenzy, and within minutes I was standing naked except for a pair of trainers and white socks.What really added spice was the huge mirror where I could see my naked body and his white fat body in comparison, the difference and oddity of it increased my passion, 'The door', I cried, but he told me he had locked it, as I made for one of the loungers and bent over it, offering my ass and pussy for easy penetration.He was fucking me when his mobile. " started Sam in the same instant and they both stopped as they each realised the other had Pam, Sven's wife, laid up unable to walk, on their minds.Sven continued at Sam's invitation - "knows I'm stopping off here, in fact it was her idea."Sam, glancing out the window, looked back at Sven and handed him the phone. "I suggest you call her and tell her you're staying the night - you've still got over a hundred miles to go and the mist is right down on the hills now - neither she nor I will let.