“I know, Kevin has told me all about you.”
“Has he indeed,” she sounded more amused than concerned. We never bothered with TV or computers when we came to the valley; they somehow seemed to detract from the purpose of our visit. xnx It was thought that a German Bomber had strayed from its squadron during an attack the East coast ports of Sunderland and Newcastle during last night’s full moon. After a moment Sal pulled the blankets over them and Kevin lay in her arms, his slowly withering erection sliding from her moist welcome. Straying just a degree or two led Kevin through marsh and swampland; the icy mud soaked the bottoms of his jeans and slurped into his boots where his thermal socks acted like a sponge, soaking as much of the black glutinous liquid as it could hold.
