No crafted beer on tap.shitty pizza and chips were the menu items. so there i was when in walks this girl with a couple of guys. i took quick notice ...because she was native american. they orderd drinks and sat at a table just behind me. as the night wore on she became pretty intoxicated as did i..as did we all.i was just putting down my 9th beer when i felt a tap on my shoulder. it was her! she said "well"? i said well what? she asked why i hadnt bought her a drink to which i replied i thought. I have a spare pair here. Would you like them?”“Oh yes please,” replied my wife with a big smile on her face. “Here you are they do feel so sensual when you are wearing them. I hope you get many years of service from them.”I spent the next few minutes watching the two of them putting their gloves on and flexing their fingers to ensure their comfort. I did not think the vision before me could get any better, but the image of the two of them both in those gloves was simply perfect.Julie again. .again. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.Clarissa's princk was drooling heavily. She roughlygrabbed him by his hair with her left hand and yankedhis head forward. With her right hand, she slappedhim so hard he blacked out for a second, and Clarissaused that moment to begin the measured insertion ofher massive organ into his face... inch by thickinch. As he began to come to, he remembered hiscircumstances and began to struggle against theVelcro bonds, but they held firm. He tried to pullaway. Nervously I began to moan getting caught up in the moment as pulses of heat flowed through my body and the cold air nipped at my toes, arms and shoulders. Getting up the confidence I slowly untied my dress letting it slip down my waist to rest in a pile on the rocks, spreading my legs wide and sliding my fingers over my clit before letting out a shaky breathe and a loud moan. Shakily I began to rub my clit and sparks of energy shot out through my legs and up spine causing me to shake in the.