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” Ericha said.“Aye sir.” The women mocked.As they previously thought the entrance wasn’t hidden. Quite the opposite in fact was the truth. It ...as as if the men inside didn’t care about people finding them.“Quite the menacing welcome we have here.” Lindsay noted the wide uncovered entrance.“Hello?!” Ericha called out.“Anyone home?” Liza matched her.“Are we being sneaky or what?” Lindsay laughed.“Doesn’t hurt to try.” Ericha pointed.They stood in place for several moments, after nothing happened. We walk around the park until we find a secluded place where we won't be interrupted. We're walking along the trail when a hidden path comes out of nowhere. We head down the path which leads us closer to the river. There is a nice sandy little beach area where we find a place to sit. I lay out a blanket and take my clothes off. No since in sitting in the sun and having funky tan lines. :) we sit and have lunch in our swimming suits. We are having a nice conversation getting to know each other. -It’s settled then, tomorrow before dawn, but there is no ‘we’, Fabio, all of you are staying.And that was it for the dinner, dished were washed and all of them went to bed. Shortly after midnight a slight noise woke Melba up. Being a merchant was less than half of her business, she was a smuggler, a thief, a rogue, she could have cheap goods for a reason, the same reason she had a good sense of hearing. She gave in custody her daggers to Dara, so she grabbed the stiletto knife hidden in her. "Someone's excited." She said with a wink. She leaned in and began making out with me. I could taste her tongue on mine for nearly ten minutes. I put one hand on the back of her head, and the other on her ass. I felt her ass for quite some time. After a while, she got off of me and leaned down in front of me. Without speaking she unzipped my jeans and unbuttoned them. She pulled them off me. I didn't struggle. Next, with another passing glance, she pulled down my boxers. My hard cock sprung out.
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