By looking at her, one would know that Tim had a time separating her from other men when they meet. Connie truly was a bombshell of feminity.Today Con...nie was wearing a dark brown dress that came half way down her thighs. Her dress had a deep “V”shaped neck. Which expose part of her full breast for viewing. As soon as Tim left she kicked of her shoes and unpinned her hair allowing it to fall down across her shoulders. As she explained “Tim likes my hair pinned up .. I like it flowing free.” “I. Their bodies crushed into each other. They couldn’t get any closer even though they both tried. Slowly at first he started to thrust into her. Gradually building up speed they feel into a rhythm as they stared into each other’s eyes and kissed as passionately as either ever had. The tender love making lasted several minutes but soon turned into good old fashioned fucking. He pounded her as fast and hard as he could as she grunted and moaned in time with him. ‘Oh God, fuck me, fuck me harder’. The design seems primitive, no matter what kind of medical service it might provide, it seems suboptimal. The native freezes when it sees you."Hello." You croak.The native unloads both barrels into your body, not medicinal.You fall back onto the warm sand, blood pouring out of your constructed body. It is dying very quickly, but the scattershot projectiles the native launched at you did minimal damage to your actual core. You abandon the dying shell, reverting to the minuscule worm that you. As Kim was finishing the dishes, Chris came into the kitchen. "Hey I have some stuff to deal with, so I better take off, thanks again for last night, this morning, everything. I really appreciate it." He said as he stepped up, arms out for a hug. Kim wrapped around him, squeezing tight. "Of course, I am always here for you. Anything, anytime. You know that." Chris' hands ran across Kim's back, half wondering if he was wearing a bra again. He felt nothing so his hands u*********sly slid slower.