Maybe the k** next door is out walking his dog. Who could tell? You had to take that chance though, the excitement is to wonderful, the anticipation t...o rich. And you knew, you knew how much this would turn my cock instantly hard and that I would be dying to slide into you the instant I saw you like this, this gift to me. Slide deep and hard into you, to satisfy all of those naughty urges you have had all day. You stay there, bent forward, feet spread, waiting silently for me to take you now.. No amount of scrabbling in the tunnel floor added any more height or breadth to the shaft. David was 'locked' out. The place was just too small.Spelunking is not a safe single person sport. There should always be a partner. Finding someone as tiny as herself was a problem.Tiny guys always had 'big attitudes, ' tiny girls detested the dirt. There were many claustrophobes.Over the years, Wendy charted the huge central cavern. In the course of events, she found 11 other passageways. Always they. Jack is 5'10" and about one hundred and seventy five pounds. He's got brown short hair and blue eyes. He's really dreamy looking. I was pretty sure he must have a bunch of girlfriends. I wondered why he'd want to spend the evening with me.I'm 5'4" and kind of on the thin side. I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I have small and perky breasts. I have had a few boyfriends, but nobody serious. I'm still a virgin, but really want to have sex. I watch porn to see all the moves that the women do in. Slowly he assimilated his surroundings, unfamiliar bed, strange beeping machines and a strong smell of disinfectant, a hospital."Damn guess I didn't miss that tree after all." His voice sounded oddly high pitched. As soon as he spoke memories started to seep back, just fragments, but memories nonetheless. The tree, that odd rhythmic noise, darkness, a brightly-lit white room with circles on the walls, a mans voice with an odd Scottish accent."Oh dear, physical damage from the crash. Why can't.