With the easier access, Rick began giving Sandy long slow licks. An occasional flick of his tongue over her clit brought gasps from Sandy. She soon h...ad her hands on the back of Rick’s head pulling his face tightly to her long neglected and hungry hole. He could hear her softly saying, "Oh God yes, Rick! Don’t ever stop." Her pussy juices were soon covering his face. All the while, Rick was firmly massaging both cheeks of Sandy’s tight ass. Abruptly, Rick stood up. Still holding an ass-cheek in. The waiter had left the menus and while looking through the available dishes Kerry felt a hand on her knee. Stewart simply smiled at her as his hand slowly slid up her leg and gently stroked her thigh. “I told him to stop,” Kerry told Lucy, as if defending herself. “Did he?” Lucy asked. “No, he just smiled and said, ‘hey baby just relax, you know you like it.’ Then his hand shot up my dress and he started trying to pull my knickers off!” Kerry blurted it out, sounding a bit like a child. His hands ran down my back until he gently squeezed my bum, pushing my body from there into him. My leg wrapped around his, and he lifted it up and held it, so I was standing on one leg with the other at a right angle to my body, Andy using it to keep our bodies together. Using his strength, he lifted me like this, walking forwards until we were up against an abandoned factory on my street. His hands crept once again up my dress, biting my neck. I was left looking through half closed eyes into. He also was full of old stories of the 'old times' but I couldn't really tell what was very different about the times he recounted over the times we were now in. Except for the creatures he described- there were certainly no sudden death dagger-teeth, and no tall as trees shaggy flop eared tuskers, that I ever knew of. For which, I thanked My God, as I had no desire to meet such.The spirit bears were more than enough of a danger to face, armed with arrows and spears. We managed to leave them.