There was small stream running through the tent and no matter what they did, they were unable to divert the water. They finally gave up and decided th...ey would abandon the fishing trip for a couple of days and loaded their gear and canoed home. They hugged the shoreline with their canoe and their lantern helped them keep track of their position. They arrived at the cabin at 3 in the morning. They didn't want to wake the women, so they stuffed everything in the shed with plans to begin drying it. Jasmine was then moved back and shook her big booty giving Milly a big stink face. Milly became suffocated screaming muffled under the ass of her opponent.“And Jasmine using her best asset to her advantage and looking to put my wife to sleep here,” Dave announced.Milly really cinched the ass in her face almost fall in asleep as her vision grew blurry. Jasmine released her and the camera focused on the doll while Milly acted like she was dragged to the middle. Jasmine was then turned around so. "Better," Suraimo said. "Now let's fluff this up to make things a little more comfortable."She pulled her gelatinous body together into a more compact form. Jackson was lifted up higher. More of her substance settled beneath him. Thick swirls puffed up and formed a soft pillow for his head. It felt like he was lying on a big bouncy bed of jello. It felt comfortable now, but he knew it wouldn't be long before he felt the stinging agony as her acids started to dissolve him.Suraimo sat up,. It actually had more than a trace of lemonade in it; I would have said it was closer to shandy, but it was refreshing, and satisfied our thirst more than a pint of bitter would have done.Vee was now chatting to a couple of young lads, and Sian and Malcolm were trying to talk above the hubbub, their heads close together. Julie and I moved closer to the stage so that we could hear more of the music unamplified; it sounded more like traditional folk music when you could hear the individual voices..