He was easily 6'2". He may have been taller, but he had a slight stoop.And he was thin.Not unhealthy thin, but thin enough that it was obvious physica...l strength wasn't his strong point. His face appeared clean shaven, and his hair was cut short, but he had a full head of white hair.He didn't wear wizard's robes, but a white cotton pull over shirt and what looked to be blue home spun pants.As Aric stepped up, Galen turned to him and sized him up.He took in the broad shoulders, the muscled arms,. To tell the truth I wasn’t relishing the walk home through the strengthening gale and the rain that set in at some point during the afternoon. As a result, I’d probably spun things out a bit. What was clear, however, was that I had suddenly out-stayed my welcome. I put on my coat and made my farewells. She recovered enough composure to see me to the door with a smile. She even agreed to accept my invitation to lunch the following day. I had a vague uneasy feeling that she had accepted too. Charlotte was leaking now, deliberately rolling her hips lewdly against my mouth, I sucked her wetness out and swallowed then went back for more as I eased a finger into her tight little anus.She gasped, and I felt her hands in my hair gripping and pulling me into her cunt, the wetness increased, and I had to gulp, but it was sweet. I relished it, above me, Cathy was panting and gasping, the pressure on my back increasing as she rubbed harder and harder.I rammed my finger hard upwards until. Suppressing yet another shiver, I walked towards it. Sitting in front of it the fire was warm and comforting, but seemed oddly out of place. There was no campsite around, no building, no tent, nothing. No sign of people or civilization anywhere that I could see. Just the fire and a pile of wood and dead scrub brush. Why was the fire there? Who'd started it? Why weren't they around? Screw that, how had I come to be standing in the middle of the dessert shivering in my nightclothes? Especially.