.. 'O'... 'N'... 'T'... 'H'...'S'... six months? It had been trapped like that for six months?I began to step backwards towards the door away from it,...signalling Iwanted no bother. Panic seemed to set in and it squealed, begging andpleading in mumbled chirps, and pointing time and again at the pageabout releasing a slave.Not knowing what else to do, I began to read the text on the page. Ittook a short while as the language was not something I was used to, butit seemed desperately happy to hear. I started eating her pussy, darting my tongue inside, nibbling, and biting real slow.“Aaah, Sandeep, suck me, lap it all up!” she moaned, clutching on the bed cover. Her eyes closed, focussed entirely on my tongue, tasting her aromatic juices. It was buttery, hot, and soo wet. I moved a finger inside her pussy while my tongue continued to dart her insides.She arched her back in pleasure, her legs folded, pressing my head with her knees. Her hands pressed my head firmly to her pussy, rubbing it. Big tits, large areola with long nipples. I gave them a good squeeze. Mike and Susie just stared. Tomorrow or the next day I will not be wearing any panties. Your father wanted me to have a full bush. He thought it was too prepubescent looking for me to shave my pussy.Susie you've got one of your tits hanging out. The other looks the same. What do you think?I'm not sure mom. I'm still trying to comprehend this. Even the language.You guys swear all the time. What haven't you heard before?Mike. — DAY 3 — MORNING DEMING, NEW MEXICO and WESTBOUND DECEMBER 30 At around six thirty in the morning, a ray of sunlight crept through the crack in the center of the heavy drapes and fell across Miss Ostiago’s eyes. She stirred and was dimly aware that she was laying in bed next to her girlfriend, cuddling up close to Yvonne’s warm, naked body. She gently ran her hand up Yvonne’s soft thigh, across her fuzzy bush and up her belly, to cup one of her big breasts… but… wait… what? It feels smaller.