I wasn't sure if I ought to interrupt her reverie, so I hung back a little, in the shade of the green canopy of the trees that sheltered the path up t...o the rock bench."Come on up, Lizzie," my mother said, without even turning around. "Come and sit with me." I guess I hadn't walked as quietly as I thought!Without further ado, I came up the remaining steps, and sat beside my mother on the rock, and the two of us sat there, silent, appreciating the warmth and beauty of the mid-morning view.We. Alan was happy to volunteer. It would be the first time in ages he would be able to simply hang out with his wife.Of course, Piggy looked like a hooker in her barely concealing outfit, and Alan looked like her customer. Their appearance only looked more surreal as Alan was given a leash connected to Piggy’s collar and told to hold onto it tightly lest Piggy wandered.Inside the shop, Karen clearly stated what she wanted done as she’d been told to, yet this time in a submissive way that begged. “Retreat!” he shouted above the rifle fire, and moved back from the lip of the gorge.They rode for about five miles away from the river, finally stopping on a hill that gave a good view of the veld in front of the ridge that guarded the gorge, and made camp.A guard was placed using David’s telescope and a head count was organised, while a fire was lit on the reverse side of the hill and a hot meal prepared.“Colonel Sahib, we seemed to have killed or wounded, between thirty-five and forty, by. I kept myself from cumming by thinking of all the things I’d love to do to her. I thought about having her sit on the table in front of me. Kissing her deeply, then I’d move my tongue all around her body. Dart my tongue in and out of her pussy, suck on her clit and slide my tongue all over her pussy and ass hole. To finally taste her sweet juices and let them shower my face. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I wanted to make her cum on my cock and do so many nasty things to her. Desire moved her.