After trekking for a few more hours, it was close to dusk, and the trees were starting to be pretty sparse.“We should make camp here,” Pua suddenl...y said.“We should keep moving,” Vennoa said indignantly.“We’ve already walked for a whole day,” Pua said calmly. “We need to rest, or we won’t be able to keep it up.”“Tempest doesn’t have the time!” Vennoa exclaimed.“He will have to! We won’t be any good if we’re exhausted,” Pua retorted. “Look around, the trees are disappearing. We’re almost at the. My best friend, Shelly... my lovely Shelly... my adorable Shelly. "Oh, fuck me! Yes, fuck me!" she said, grinding her pussy against mine. "Yes, I'm fucking you, Shelly. I'm fucking you, Shelly. I'm really fucking you!" Shelly squealed as she came... and came... and came. I stopped to rest a little, panting like I had just run a thousand yard dash. "I want to get on top of you like that. I want to fuck you now, Alicia. Oh, do Iwant to fuck you now!" We were innocent, demure teenagers eight hours. They two men spoke for some time. Even at this distance, Taylor could tell from the body language and gestures that the smaller man was trying to explain something or ask something from the larger man, who stood, arms crossed, occasionally responding.Eventually, the larger man nodded and reached back into the doorway, coming back with a flat, rectangular metal detector, which he waved over the smaller man, making him turn as he did the back as thoroughly as the front. Apparently not finding. Dusting as much sand off me as possible, I stepped into the room catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror across the room. I did a double take — not recognizing myself there, bewitched. The woman in the mirror looked wild, her eyes stormy, cheeks a rosy glow, long untamed hair hung in dark sheets over one shoulder, dark nipples jutting through her wet shirt. Numb fingers worked at the buttons down the shirt, peeling it away I took on last look in the mirror, making a face at myself. I crossed.