I wondered why he had come to this temple which hadn't housed a religious worship in years.Something about him drove me out of my hiding place, and I ...oved stealthily towards him, my eyes focused on the beautiful shape of his ass beneath the denim pants he wore. He was yet to notice me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before he did, and went running at the sight of the snakes on my head, and my shemale body.My cock was already erect by the time I made my way towards him. I stood behind. I kissed her on the mouth to still her moan and felt her cum quickly, sucking on my tongue.Withdrawing my fingers I offered them to her and she sucked them lazily but lasciviously, before holding my hand and turning it so that I could taste her as well. “That was good” she breathed, “now you”. I looked around to see if the passengers had stirred; they hadn’t. She had slipped to the floor and was pushing my skirt up around my bum. Kneeling in front of me she pushed my legs apart, although there. Every touch, kiss, lick was driving me up the wall.Her fingers were in me quickly. Chantelle moved her body so her perfect tits rested neatly against the sheets, her back arched so her ass was presented upwards, an open invitation for someone to extend the fun out to the room.Ryan was first to spot this position and flipped his body around on the bed so he could access her. We became like a human centipede of body-to-tongue. Ryan's, lapping and appreciating Chantelle from her slit all the way. We can begin.”Not that I recognized the language ... it was guttural and coarse.He grabbed the lodgepole pine splinter sticking up and twisted.“OW fucking OW!”“Hold him,” he said to the unknown hand.Darkness.The splinter wasn’t a splinter ... it was the three foot end of one of my tipi poles ... and it had transfixed my leg. I am supposing he pushed it through ... supposing ... because it was no longer sticking out of my thigh. The darkness lifted ... I could see again.“Why didn’t he pull the.