"Ladders." Ladders? No way. Look how high that is," she said pointing high up the cliff face."Yeah ladders," I responded. "Not all one ladder. But the...y'd find little ledges part way up. You'd climb from one ladder to the next all the way up. If a raiding tribe came around all you had to do was pull the ladders up behind you. They could just sit up there and thumb their noses at the raiding party." God. I couldn't live there. I'd be scared to climb ladders that high." Don't forget. The kids were. .. i want...to stroke my big cock alex''''i never had any girl , i ....i want to , i dont know im just hard all the time''he gave me the weed spliff and i look at him get it out , i watch him stroke it slowly his hot 8 bbc out making me watch''you can do it too''''...im ok''''want to stroke me then?''i look at him , he ask for the spliffand he took my hand , i felt so weird but his bbc in my hands felt nice and way bigger than mei stroke it up and down as we smoke, my friend saying it feels. My mind was completely usurped by her pussy. I buried my face into her pubes. Usually I liked my girls cleanly shaved but with this one her pubes were a reminder of her naivety. As if she had no clue that one could shave her pubic hair off, or maybe that was just the story I told myself. I rubbed my lips around her pussy, kissing her inner thighs, her labia, her clit. It may be a coincidence that the moment I kissed her clit she started moaning. It might be totally random that the moment. 'On second thoughts, maybe we can stay here another few minutes.'When Pepper came home we were both in the kitchen. My lobster had met a hopefully peaceful end in the freezer, and I was boiling it up when she got home. I had a Bud Light in one hand, and the other on Keira's hip as we danced to Afro Cuban all stars while we waited for it to be ready.'Heya, Pepper.' Keira tipped her glass of wine towards her direction.'And hello to you, you get hotter every time I see you, you little minx.'.