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Wispy white cirrus clouds painted the gates of heaven with swirls of mist, while fast forming and quickly vanishing stratus clouds danced between the summits and the valleys below. "My Lord! Have you ever seen anything like this?" Belinda whispered as she bent her head and leaned stripping slightly backward as we gazed upward at the sun-lit top of the billowing cloud tower a few miles to the south of us. With more nooks and crannies than an English muffin, the pussy face of the misty giant glowed brightly against the pastel blue-gray shadow canyons carved into the contours of the thunderhead. "Only in the movies. It is stunning." I lifted my eyes skyward in reverent appreciation and gratitude. "It's good to be alive, specifically after petite this morning's meet-and-greet." I hunched down with my hand shielding the tip of my cigarette and sparked my lighter into life. "Let's take a break, my back is killing me, and my butt hurts." I used the brim of my fedora to sweep the sand and gravel from a small patch of ground and sat down. I groaned with relief as I leaned back against a sofa-sized chunk of weathered stone and draped my rifle across my knees with the muzzle facing away from my partner. "Got an extra?" Belinda asked as she sat next to me and pointed to her mouth and pretended to smoke. "Bad for your health; how about some weed for a change?" I stubbed out my cigarette and passed her the torch along with one of my pre-rolled cannabis cigars. I needed to relax, and nicotine wasn't cutting it. Belinda eyed the blunt with suspicion, and I thought she would decline my invitation. Instead, she peeped down the trail for any signs tittyfucking of the sisterhood, smiled and said, "What the hell. Why not?" before she touched the flame to the end and took a toke that would make Willie Nelson proud. "Ya know something? Back there, you did okay for an old man, Sky." Frosty stroked my back as she handed me the glowing cigar. "Thanks, you're too kind, but I don't think so," I said as I shook my head in disbelief. "Waiting for them to clear the crest, I was so blonde scared I thought I would piss myself." I shuddered at my memory of fear. "You did good enough to get the job done, and that’s what we needed when you distracted them long enough for us the get the drop on them," she said as her mouth bent into a smile. The thin dimpled crease of a scar across her lips accented every expression with a mirror image. Smiles seemed to be happy frowns and frowns looked like misplaced grins. "Notice what?" She opens stripping her legs wider, and pushes her hips forward so I can get a better view. With her other hand she reached out and grasped his penis at the base and slid her hand the length of it. Liz said, awaiting Tom's pussy respond. I'm going to cum while my futa-girlfriend pounds your asshole.” What then, she asked herself? “Besides,” Plato continued, “in a way, I AM Richard, so it is as if you were making love to him.” He'll protect us. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. She quickly jumped out of her bed and slammed closed her bedroom petite door. Her body was so warm that it was actually making me sweat, and oh so soft. He stood back letting her rest and recover from the multiple orgasms. He was undefeated in his four years there.” Her silky flesh spasmed and convulsed. Let it drip blonde down naturally.” He briefly kissed her magnificent breasts as he slid down her body. Both Sonja and Chloe perked tittyfucking up. I slowly took more of him into my mouth, until my face was buried in his lush pubic hair. She didn't wait to see if anyone would.