"Did you see that woman in the ridiculous fairy costume?" I commentedsnidely. "Doesn't she realize she's just too fat for something likethat?"I felt a... little bad about insulting Mrs. Dyson like that, but thecompany gossip mill was bound to get word to her husband about this.That would put Mary in trouble with one of the company owners, though tobe honest, that was probably the least troublesome thing I was going todo for Mary tonight.After having another drink, I was beginning to feel a little. The bar was packed, with all sorts, 5 guys in rugby colours almost looked normal. Apparently Saturday night was open mike night and the place was full pf budding singers and comedians. Up on the stage the CD was banging out a version of “come fly with me”. I got to the bar and ordered drinks, the guys were amazed at the sights seen and the dressers. The dressers and non-dressers were enjoying the night, I noticed that several couples and groups were either on the way up or down from the. " They were so wet that I could see her pussy lips through the drenched fabric. I stared, taking in the sight. The wet pink panties, clinging to her camel toe, made my cock twitch. "You like my wet panties, daddy?" she asked as she lifted off my painfully erect cock. She stood up, stepped forward, straddling me until the crotch of her underwear was directly in front of my nose.The absence of her nipple in my mouth gave me a moment to think about the gravity of what we were doing. I was about to. George be too tired to get out of bed tomorrow," Layta said, and they all laughed."They be making necklaces for days," Leita said, and got everyone laughing again.Mama, the cubs, and the dogs weren't laughing though. They were all sitting on their asses watching the skinning and gutting. It wasn't long though before lion internals were tossed towards them and they began gouging themselves.Less than an hour later George showed up and pulled into the canyon with the reefer behind him. Loading the.