" I don’t think it is. If it was, I’d be doing it." Oh come on!" she said, dragging him inside.Lenore sat on the stairs. She was confused. She pic...ked grave mold from under her ragged fingernails while assessing the nearest partiers. This one over here smelled like a hemophiliac, and those were never filling. These other ones had a lot of rum in their bloodstream, and she was going sober this year. Her stomach growled. This was looking to be a long night. A drunk teenager sat next to her and. I then slowly got hold of the bottom of lungi along with the petticoat and tried to pull it up. I adjust her legs and slowly slid it up till her lap. One of her knees was bent and she was resting it on my side so I easily could access her cunt with my hands. I touched her love hole each finger at a time until my palm was covering her entire pussy. I could not believe what I was feeling…it was as if I was touching her head for it had so much of hair grown on it. It had become unbearable for me. I proposed that each of us contribute up to a maximum of five hundred dollars and we would hire a private detective to follow her and find out what we could about her private life. Eleven of the men I contacted agreed. Of those who didn't, almost all of them had been left in a state of near poverty and couldn't afford to join us. I told them that no matter what, I would keep them informed of our progress. Each and every one of them was with us in spirit.Scotty knew of a detective, Terry Bolton,. I pull my shirt off as you stroke my cock and tease my balls with your finger nails . I pick you up and carry you to the bedroom and lay you on the bed as I start to pull your thong down you raise up so I can puul them down . I get on the bed with you and you push me over on my back and crawl over me biting and licking my nipples making my cock jump . You leave a trail of kisses down to my cock and you start licking and kissing it moving down to my balls sucking one in your mouth and pulling.