The sergeant at the gate was expecting us and presented me with a status report. There weren't any returnees from the messengers that were sent out th...e day before. Both sets of gates were open for use and were staying open. The town merchants informed about our mission were waiting for the go ahead from us.As for the path itself there was a small garrison about a third the way up the pass that was manned by our side and one a third from the end that the soldiers of Fairview had retaken about. On the other hand, Paul was slim and about 172cm. He had a thick mat of sandy coloured curly hair. He was older by at least three years. He had a long narrow nose and serious blue eyes that I found very sexy. I also loved the accent.Nina had met Paul at a Youth Hostel, and they had cadged a lift to where I had picked them up. They had only been there for about five minutes before I stopped. She had been on the road for about six months, while Paul had only been in the country for about a. "Spread your legs. Wide. Now" He couldn't help but stroke a round cheek as she did so. He took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of her juices. They'd made her lace panties even more see-through. He let a finger slide between her legs and traced her puffy little lips through the moist fabric. "Oh Claire. You seem to be a bit wet, don't you?" He felt her clit twitch a little as he paused, putting a little pressure on it. She let out a low moan, arching her back with delight. Suddenly she felt. He kissed and he sucked, pausing at that special spot. His large hands weighed her firm, round breasts and massaged them expertly, making her solid nipples draw up into painful knots. His thumbs rubbing over them only teased the hard nubs through the delicate lace of her dress, making her eyes tear. “Our minds and our bodies know,” he repeated just as her nipples became exposed to the night air. Then, they felt the moist heat of his mouth, sucking. His teeth caused her to cry out. The sound.