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A few minutes of following the gurgling brook and they find their steps slowing on another slight hill. At the crest, it opens up into another clearing, the trickling stream emerging from a rock enclosed pool. Surrounding the glade, interspersed with palms and other teen boobs tropical vegetation are fruit bearing trees. He turns to her, wide-eyed and hopeful. "This looks like a good place to..., well, I mean I think we ought to think about where we should, you know, set up some sort of camp."
Ann gasps softly at the lovely sight, and seeing the advantages of the place, quickly agrees. She throws the piece of skirt she was carrying over one of the large rocks and begins picking up fallen wood from under the nearby trees. John arranges rocks, building a makeshift pit. He sweats from the hot sun overhead.
Ann dumps an armful of dried TEEN TGP wood next picres for free to his fire pit and says to him. "Do you have a lighter or matches?"
John shakes his head no. "If you have something that'll save me the trouble from trying to be a Boy Scout." Ann chuckles as she turns her back and then turning around hands him the Zippo lighter. "I was holding this for a friend." Her eyes cloud at the thought of the others on the ship. She shakes her head and blinks her eyes a few times. "We just have to believe they are alright too."
Noticing her face, he sets the lighter down next to the pit and reaches up to touch her arm. He feels the same pain. "I'm sure they are, huge cocks I'm sure they are."
Ann rubs furtively at her eyes, then trying not to think pulls at her salt encrusted dress. "I don't know about you but..." her voice trails off.
The fire catches and John looks at his pants, teen tgp chalky white with the dry salt mixed with sweat. "I think we're thinking the same thing."
"I have to get rid of this salt and so do you, plus you need to get those scratches washed out." she says at the same time. They both chuckle. John had` forgotten about his scratched lesbian pictures up arms. He looks down at them and sees a few streaks of blood, some puffy flesh. "Hmmm, you're right."
Ann approaches the pool. "I think we can bath here. The water is running quickly and we won't contaminate it. I hope."
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