You can catch some big and juicy crabs there – and just not the kind you eat... Eh? Oh come on, that was funny... well alright, have it your way the..., you prune. Hmm, anyways, used to be mostly fishing boats coming there, but the war changed all that.You must know about the war, right? Well, to make a long story short, some time ago Zatakia emerged victorious after endless bloodshed in the great war against the southern kingdoms. The old balance of power shifted, and vast areas of the southern. Smooth. Warm. Sweet. My cock pressed hard against her leg. I slid my hand under the elastic of her pearly panties and let my nails brush across the tender flesh of her bottom. She trembled at the touch, her skin goose-fleshing doubly so. She groaned. My hand slipped over her bottom and down under her. Heat. Wetness. She groaned again. I rose up. She looked back at me, started to move. I held her there by gently pressing against her back. I took her panties in my hands and slid them off her. I crossed my arms in front of my waist with my purse to shield the wind and hold the skirt down from flying up in the breeze. As I got closer, I felt very awkward as we checked each other out. The other guys were also dressed as girls, but basically looked very silly, as they were obviously guys with just a few girls' things on. Their costumes were funny looking, but mine looked too serious, too ordinary, like it wasn't even a costume at all. I knew something was up by the way they all checked. Barb could've sworn she heard a pouting whimper. In Laura's mind she was having a very good dream about lovemaking; she let out a soft moan of pleasure in her sleep. Hearing this encouraged Barb immensely — after a few minutes of fingering this young brunette, she moved herself slowly into the vee of Laura's legs, and slowly lowered her tongue onto Laura's clit. This caused the brunette to moan again; Barb moved her tongue along the clit softly but steadily, further arousing pretty Laura.After.