I could see her sweat trickling and feel the warmth from the flames that weren’t quite strong enough to burn but would scorch her if she wasn’t turned. I was at her rear end, I could have stooped and bitten into it and the temptation to do so was almost overwhelming. I wanted to fill my mouth with the warm flesh of her soft arse, sink my teeth in and tear off a chunk. Her rude bottom was open for me and I wanted to bend and press my face into it, breathe in its cooking smell, taste the sweat-saltiness of her crack and feel the heat from her little hole in my nostrils. Her quim squashed to the rails supporting her, one right at the centre of her s*x, spreading her slit-lips and shining with her juices. She was pressed so tight to the rail that I had to bend forward to see for sure that it d
