Not perfectly. The bottom of the top log dropped more than half way down its mate. If she put in the other notch, there was no way another log would b...e able to fit snuggly. You couldn't make anything with it like this.Hmm.Tossing the sticks aside, Kasia smoothed a patch of dirt. She drew a circle with the point of her knife. Now, ideally if logs were set into notches on the top and bottom of this, you'd want those two logs to have their surfaces just barely touching. Like so. For such a. To have his tongue move on my skin was unbelievable. He licked until there wasn't a single bit left.He sat up and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I could taste the Cherry Vanilla. Ryan got another scoop of ice cream. This time he took a bite for himself. He moved his mouth toward mine and kissed me deeply. I could feel him dropping the ice cream in my mouth."Good?" he asked."Delicious," I replied."I'd like to try something new," he said.He moved his hand down to my cunt and rubbed slowly. He. After we entered the bedroom she closed the door and the room was chilled as the ac was on and it was smelling good with nice fragrance.She came closer to me and we both looked into each others eyes and our lips met, we started smooching and it lasts for 20 mins. We parted and were breathing heavily. I again started kissing her and while kissing we fell on bed but we din part our lips we were kissing like mad and exploring each others mouth.After 15 mins I started kissing her neck and ears she. By the light of day I had meant to replace the night’s fancy with the days tedium but I was haunted by the memory of her. We met the next night in a dream, reclining in an autumn painted orchard by a river bed. On a quilted blanket of down we held each other without restraint, lost in each others gaze that we had dared not fall prey to in waking hours. For when else but in the forgiving shrouds of dream can one hope to know such perfection without the threat of madness. A timeless passage of.