She was the Chief's wife not his sex toy. Nonetheless, Ivory nursed her faith in the beneficence of the spirits. Every day she gazed up the hillside i...n the hope that Glade would return. She visualised her struggling down the slope by herself to announce that the great survivor had once again come through against all odds and all expectations. She had crossed deserts, seas and forests. Surely she could also survive a passage through the mountains.However, as the Winter drew in and the hills. I settled on one of the steps in the pool designed for seating and she came and sat astride me, facing me with her arms around my neck, kissing me and stroking her fingers through my wet hair.I tenderly caressed my hands up and down her back, feeling the softness of her silky smooth skin, the curve of her spine down to the roundness of her hips. Finally, I slipped my hands into her bikini briefs to enclose the full, soft roundness of her buttocks, one in each hand. Her sweet tongue played on. .. her breasts are crushed against your strong muscular chest and still you feel you can't get close enough the Want... no the Need is too great.Your hands move over her strong back and you lips seek out her neck... her shoulders. Kneeling down you kiss her breasts and her hair tickles your face you lick suck and gently bite her nipples... Your hands touch and explore her ass the backs of her thighs... the hairs of her sex are tickle your chest. Her fingers tangle in your hair and she pets you,. Her bow came up right after that. Then we waited and watched. We didn't have to wait long. A big dog padded about a corner of the big house about a minute later. It was moving quickly and headed directly for us. Behind it appeared a man holding a lantern in one hand and a club in the other. I took the man and Nimue took the dog. Once they'd been dealt with, we waited again. When no alarm rose up from the house or the surroundings, we got to work helping people up and over the wall. Five minutes.