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We had salvaged an odd assortment of survival items bizarre including: two Kimber 84M Mountain Ascent rifles and a twenty round box of ammo two winter sleeping bags (rated to fifteen degrees) two all-weather mylar space blankets (useful domina as ground cloths) one Marmot Tungsten three-person three-season tent folding survival saw four packages of Meals Ready to Eat First Aid Trauma Kit Rayovac LED lantern (one hundred fifty-hour battery life) one plastic vial containing twenty-five storm-proof wooden matches compact snap-together stainless perverted steel hobo stove one gallon stainless steel cooking pot with cover two metal water flasks filled with nearly frozen drinking water; tin cups attached three-ounce bottle of Japanese sesame seed oil ready box containing: a mess kit, one bag of ziplock and plastic shopping bags of various sizes, pocket thermometer (zero to two hundred and twenty degrees), deck of cards, twenty-five tea bags with twenty-five fetish sugar packets, three energy bars, a tin of twenty-five beef bouillon cubes, a bar of Lava soap, and a SAS Survival Handbook in Spanish Huh? Spanish? What the fuck? I shook my head in bewilderment. I emptied the contents of my pockets and added a KitKat candy bar, a pack and a half of cigarettes, one Bic lighter, a small glass pot pipe, and several buds of potent homegrown weed to our collection. The branches stuffed in the entrance of the cave rattled as the blizzard's howling wind intensified and the air temperature dropped. The interior of the cave was too large to heat, and if we wanted to stay warm, we were going to need a smaller confined space. We decided to erect the tent to use as a shelter within our shelter. All components of our tent were color-coded, and within a few minutes, we had all the pieces assembled. Staking our tent in place was a bit more problematic. The thin layer of dusty soil on the fifteen-by-twenty foot plateau was not deep tits enough to drive a tent peg into the ground. We improvised by filling several plastic shopping bags with dirt and used them as anchors to keep the shelter in place. The finished product would have been the laugh of the neighborhood if anyone could see it. Our poor tent leaned to one side like a drunken sailor as its top was squashed and misshapen by perky the uneven ceiling. Though she is happy with that she sorely missed him and his hot throbbing cock on cold nights. By the fetish time we had to check out at noon on Sunday, I could barely walk. “Because if you knew everything, you wouldn't be able to go home perky and act normal, and you have to be able to do that while we figure this out. Do you want her Robert? It bothered her that her tits younger sister was also going to have sex with him. Most of the business blocks between Market and Main Street were charred wastelands and impromptu parking lots filled with the rusting shells of burned out vehicles. I untie your perverted hands and you collapse to the bed. The blouse came off with a sexy shift of her shoulders. As she gripped it, she noticed the words printed on them, Sexy Delight. His bony hand yanked her bizarre panties down. He prayed she’d show up, although he still wasn’t sure what he’d do if she did. domina I cried out in ecstasy. Her wet pussy was ready for its next round of bliss. He thanked me many times for using him as my potty.