She was sopping! Her slickness inside allowed me to move freely into her, with little to no effort on my part and it wasn't long before I was buried ...completely in her wet snatch. Before long we established a movement as settled down to a routine that worked for both of us. As I would push into her she'd buck her hips, pushing up to get me as deep into her as I could. With each out stroke I'd take a little time and use my thumbs on her hard clitoris, getting moans and gyrations every time. . I avoided the dungeons, as my destination wasn't near there, to my relief. After a few wrong turns, I found the crack in the foundation that he had mentioned, squeezing through, and then following the sound of running water.Alistair was right about the warmth; despite the cold water, the room was quite comfortable. Sunlight filtered in to the room through a few holes in the rock opposite where the waterfall flowed. I set the candle protectively in the corner, sure I'd never get back if it went. She came back with a makeup bag. It was stuffedwith everything a woman would need to make herself beautiful. There werebrushes and cosmetics of every kind. Mother also brought out a small boxfilled with hair removal creams, a curling iron, eyelash curler, nailpolish and remover, face cleansing products, and other things that ingeneral belong in a woman?s bathroom. I recognized many of the productsfrom women?s magazines I?d thumbed through. She also informed me thatshe?d subscribed me to receive. All their game gear was already in the lockers, waiting for the players when they arrived later today. Each locker had a bench you could sit on to get dressed. If you lifted the seat, there was more storage. Jordan had extra gear packed away. The lockers reminded me of the ones we’d seen when we played our game against King High School in Indianapolis. That locker room was for the NFL’s Colts.We were able to see their complete setup, including meeting rooms, weight and conditioning rooms,.