It wasn’t that the day was particularly windy - in fact, it was kind of nice how still the air was. At the same time, he just hated the cold. Someth...ng was off though. The winter normally had this staleness to the air, a kind of crisp smell. Phil didn’t smell the crispness. In fact, he smelled something quite different. A bit pungent, a bit sweet, but in a sour kind of way. A smell that he claimed to hate, but he knew it just made him curious: the smell of weed. Phil looked from side to side to. I couldn't believe how big his cock was” She crooned slightly and her nipples hardened, his size was obviously something that aroused her. I told her that i mentioned to Neil you loved his big cock and he had told me his friends was even bigger. “No way!”she said” and i saw a glint in her eye.After lunch we went down to the pool and sure enough Neil had our beds ready, like he was expecting us. He chatted to Sarah and behaved as he had done before the event, still the same little pat of the. The next day they got started early, made a long lunch stop at the Little Colorado River, where most everyone -- customers and crew -- took the opportunity to go for a swim in the warm turquoise waters of the side stream instead of the cold water of the main river, and swim down through some tiny rapids. They had lunch and got moving again, running until late in the afternoon through rapids that were nothing much, and stopped for the night near Cardenas Creek. The next two days would be the. Sensei and Bill are both smiling like complete fools and I suddenly realize that I am, too. Sensei gives me two thumbs up and I see that he has some sort of trigger in his hand. I return the thumbs up and he thumbs the trigger, snapping stills. I see the wind distorting their faces and feel it blowing my upper lip around. I try to tighten it and just start laughing. Sensei and Bill back away from us and at some unseen signal, both humpmasters turn 180 degrees and open their chutes. I feel a.
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