Mosaid: Japanese Private Club

I smiled, she had called me her love, my heart sang, I hoped she meant it. “I love you Elizabeth.” Then I was asleep. Some years ago, I had built a bench down by the lakeside. It was here that I had become friendly with many of the animals that came to drink. Today asian Elizabeth was sat close beside me, her arm around my waist. “So, what happened after you found the cave?” I woke a little cold and stiff, my ribs ached, it took some seconds to remember where I was. The sun was at an angle that only shone a little light into the cave but I thought that in an hour or so, it might light a lot more of the interior. I drank and ate from my supplies, peering into the gloom, straining my eyes in an attempt to identify the shapes that were becoming vaguely visible. Carefully, I stooped through the opening, standing aside so as to allow as much light as possible. There was only a small flattish area just inside, then beyond that, a gaping black hole disappeared downwards. It was just as well that I hadn’t ventured inside in the dark. To one side was stacked a pile of small wooden chests, as I walked closer and noticed a torch lying on the ground, I bent to pick it up then screamed, jumping backwards. Slowly I calmed my jangling nerves. “He’s dead, he can’t hurt you,” I told myself out loud, perhaps I was making the point to him censored as well as myself. The skeleton lay behind the chests, a sword sticking up from its chest. Its clothes lay in tatters where they had rotted away, it must have been there a very long time. Finally, after ages of striking my flint stones together, I managed to get the torch lit, its light filled the cave. There was another skeleton a little bikini further away from the first. Several swords and daggers lay on the ground. I went to the chests, I tried to lift a lid but found it stuck solid. The first sword I used trying to pry the lid up snapped in half but a heavy knife did better. I scraped and banged the hinges before trying the lid again, then with a creak, it flew open. I held the torch high and peered inside, my eyes went wide in shock, bright white, red, blue and green jewels sparkled, silver and gold coins shimmered. Every chest was the same, it was a fortune, a treasure trove. Eventually, I selected a handful of stones, coins and a few pieces of jewellery and stuffed them into my pack. Exploring the rest of the cave, I only found some kind of large and japanese heavy shield-shaped metal dish, I’ve no idea what it was but I realised it would make a good fireplace. Other than a couple more swords, daggers and a long metal tipped pike, there was nothing else. Before I left, I tossed a rock down the hole, it was several seconds before I heard it hit, then again, a number of Hairy times before it stopped, it was a long way down. I guessed that I was in an old volcano vent hole. Struggling with the weight of my new fireplace and the pike, I retraced my steps. Several hours later and I was back at the pig, it hadn’t been touched. I knew I couldn’t carry both butchered meat and my metal dish, better to take some meat now and leave the dish I reasoned. I sharpened my dagger on a rock and then removed the two hind legs of the pig, I also took the tusks. Blood dripping down my back, I made my way back to the bay. I’ve never felt this way before. He squeezed a lime wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud. “Take it off,” I said. She started cumming, a long and instance orgasm. Their lives have have been stable and they were happy sexually. Are you okay?" She licked the tip and gently wrapped her lips around it, sucking the last of the juice straight from me. Her lips glistened with the glaze bikini of my cum. “I thought you were a virgin.” I reveled in the heat of her velvety anal sheath wrapped about my cock. SO, SO MUCH!” she censored says with asian her eyes glazing over He had japanese ensured I was happy all the time, and my new job as the college's nurse would give me more opportunity for fun. She had no tan lines, she had no tan, her color was clotted cream with a wild mink Hairy brown muff. “Oh my God, Claire!