."But her voice trailed off as Giselle pushed her fingers down over Angel's moist pussy. Angel tensed as she felt the wonderful sensation. She reached... up to grasp Giselle's arm, but did not push it away. Rather, she was holding it where it was. Giselle smiled to herself as she let her fingers lightly massage Angel's pussy. Her touch was so light and so slow, it could have been mistaken as the touch of a butterfly. Angel was totally overwhelmed now. Joanne could see that she needed to lay down. After a long night of my g/f and I both having to work the E.R. for a drunken brawl and a couple of stabbings and a few beatings that required airlifts out which the little clinic which was not set up to handle long patient stays, we stayed up most of the night until everyone was discharged.The next morning we broke open a bottle of wine we smuggled in with us and a little bottle became quite empty while the talk became more risque about these hunters, so my partner, g/f, photographer dared me. The clothes were not a perfect fit but at least they were clean. Jennifer had started feeling dirty In the clothes she had been wearing."Jennifer," Rena said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Rena was looking better after her shower."Yes?" Jennifer asked."Don't you think we should try it anyway?" Rena asked."You mean go out the window?" Jennifer asked. "You know, he'll kill the boy?" Maybe he plans to kill us anyway," Rena said. "At least this way we might be able to find help and get back. She often spoke about that. As a dancer, she had seen and admired dozens of women’s bodies. One dancer had put the moves on her, but Lianne hadn’t been quite ready then to admit to herself what she wanted to try. Lianne said that her body was sore from the ziplining, and Jason offered to rub her if she wanted some massage. Eyeing me and Ayen, she accepted. Well, you can imagine how the night went, or maybe you can’t! If you can’t, then here we go. Lianne first said that she wanted a shower and.