Two marble pillars flanked a large double door, the aged wood too decayed to make out the reliefs that had once adorned it. The surrounding stonework ...had survived, carvings of grapevines winding their way around it.“Smaller, and far less impressive dwellings,” he replied. “If only we had time to stop and take notes. These buildings look like they’ve been untouched for thousands of years, imagine what could be learned.”“We call this place the sacred city,” Kadal began, staring up at a sculpture. Then he pulled them to the side and slid his tongue up and down along my slit. I started to moan, it felt incredible. He started fingering me with his index finger as he licked my clit. His finger was so much thicker than my boyfriend's skinny fingers. It felt so good I found myself thrusting my hips on his finger and he smiled, knowing I was loving this. He pulled out his finger and pressed his tongue against my hole, sliding it in and out a little bit. He quickly noticed I wasn't loving it as. Part 1I didn’t know other way to start this story it flow with my emotion and experience. It begins some two years ago as I act as narrate my experience. As far as I recall I don’t remember most of journey from my friend house to time I saw girl I was going to fuck, my first recall of her was slightly unrealistic, I saw her asking for lift (till now I joke my karma would be very good that i found myself that situation). I calmly halted my Activa. I can tell she was wearing pink top and blue. Picking it up, I carried it down the gangway and put it into the back of the pickup. Mike came down with a second barrel and set it beside mine, and looked at the container."You know, some of this meat may be still good," he said."I know, but do you really want to eat it?" I asked."Hey, the English Navy survived on it. I say we bag it, and store it for winter. You never know, we just may need it," Mike said as we walked back up to the ship.I stopped and looked at Mike for a second and then.