At the end of the year there was an important event, the kind where is wine and appetizers... and waiters... the thing is that everybody (my fiends an...d a group of teachers) were so happy by the end of the party that they wanted to go somewhere else to keep the party on and I suggested my apartment (I shared a little place with 3 more roommates) because it was very near the university. Everybody agreed, even professor Galvan.I had been drinking wines, pink, red, white and I was drunk, specially. Inte lite fuktig utan hennes fitta blev riktigt våt. Jag lyfte på täcket och tittade på henne. Hon sov fortfarande.Jag tog av henne täcket och lade mig ovanpå henne. Jag stödde mig på armarna för att inte väcka henne. Med ena handen tog jag tag i min kuk och satte den mot hennes fitta. Vad höll jag på med?Det behövdes inte mycket tryck fören kuken skulle sjunka in i Louise fitta. Kuken gled långsamt in, långt in. Fan, vad skönt det var. Hennes fitta var alldeles varm. Jag juckade långsamt några. But this time he held back. "Please, Sir," she begged him, "please feed me your cock! I need to feel it down my throat!" And he laughed aloud as he did just that. "WHORE!" He pushed her backwards against the couch, her head caught between the cushions and his crotch. And he fucked her mouth. He fucked it deep and hard and fast. He fucked that mouth like it was just another pussy! He fucked it until he exploded down her throat. And she gulped down every drop, milking his meat with her hungry. A trade caravan! The first one, in... How long had it been? Too long, he knew that for sure. No matter, they had finally arrived. There were at least two dozen heavily laden donkeys, preceded and followed by a file of men carrying packs and armed with bows and spears. A large caravan, then, with ample trade goods. Mak permitted himself a brief, savage grin. This should shake up the Council of Elders!His hills of lateripening beans were close to the wall of trees that ringed the village, and Mak.