We have packed rations for a week in two small packs one which was mine and the other must have belonged to the driver of the army truck.Jane now carr...ies a knife on a belt in a sheath she must have made from the deer hide; she chose a knife with a wicked 7-inch blade, which she seems to use for doing everything. We found one day a round flat sandstone about 2.5 inches round and this she also keeps on her, wrapped in a piece of cloth in a small bag attached to her belt, to keep the blade sharp,. Must say I had a very different experience and perhaps something that I will remember for long.Now before I start off with anything more let me tell you one thing its really not possible for me to meet all of you for obvious reasons and of course sharing my phone number is a very creepy thing to ask..so please refrain from requesting them. Its all pure luck and of course sone other means through which you get to have me in person else why take all those trouble, rather just sit back and enjoy. It is a pleasantly warm humid night. The coastal air is making your gloves slightly sweaty from the outside in, dampening the loose cotton clothing under your leathers, as if someone you like is breathing down your collar and up your sleeves... a lover's close attentions delivered out of the night by motorcycle. It insinuates its way beneath your jacket and bells out your shirt a little, idly caressing your unbound breasts. Focused as you are on the curves and turns of the road as it winds its. I then insert my fingers again as my tongue continues to stimulate your clit in little circles. I wrap my other hand around your leg so that my hand can also help with the action. The constant change up between being fingered, having your pussy eaten, and having my hand slide over your clit is building you to a point where I can sense a scream coming on. You are soaking wet as I begin to feel the first waves of an orgasm hitting you. My fingers continue to rush in and out of you, hitting your.