“You’re not wearing panties…” he whispered gently in my ear. Much to my dismay my body decided not to go along with my plan. I began to get ...eally wet as he fondled with me and my back arched my ass into him. I kept thinking, “No, he doesn’t deserve this!” His thick fingers slid up and down my slick slit and I moaned to myself in guilt. I was letting go. He knew how to get me going and I hated him for it. He then inserted his finger into me and I tensed up around it. What happened next made. It didn’t take long for her to gather up all her items.Once dressed and ready to go, Ann opted out of the water she planned to drink on the way out. Instead she swapped it for a bottle of wine. She figured she would probably need a little liquid courage for her quest.It was only 9:00am as she headed out. She knew most of the neighbors were early risers, and most if not all of the pack should be running around by then. Plus she figured her walk would take some time too.It was a gorgeous sunny. Its designed to lubricate his shaft ... you know, to help entry into the vag.”Marcie smeared the fluid over the crown of Timmy’s penis and saw for herself just how slippery it had become.Laura laughed and Timmy’s breathing rate doubled.“Move your head closer so you can watch it as you masturbate him,” Laura suggested. And when Marcie did so, added, “And pump him faster, sweetie.”“Can I use both hands?” Marcie inquired.“Of course you can,” Timmy replied.Marcie did and seconds later, Timmy. The first sign was a small group of reindeer emerging from between the distant hills herded by almost as many people as there were animals. From the distance they seemed no different from the Mammoth Hunters. They were clad in fur and carried staffs and, over their shoulders, leather sacks filled with provisions. They were a miscellaneous group that included women and children and domesticated wolves yapping and barking beside their masters.Ivory had encountered Reindeer Herders before during.