When I returned Janie had opened the vodka and I noticed that she had already taken a drink. I also noticed she had taken off her jeans and was loungi...ng on the bed in her white panties with the tiny pink rose on the waistband and a cotton tee with her university logo emblazoned on it. I was already in my usual big tee-shirt and panties.Janie mixed two drinks and, Oh my God they were strong. I winced at the alcohol content at first but after a few sips, the screwdriver started tasting pretty. Finally I was able to pull my face away from Michael's enough so I could look into his eyes. He was still thrusting up into my pussy from underneath, rhythmically, about once every second or so, in and out, in and out, it seemed so deliberate, not really fast, just constant. Then as I opened my mouth to speak, Michael said, "Baby, Billy watches my back over in Iraq every day. How can I let him go back without a really good memory to keep him going on the bad days?" He kept thrusting up into my. After it was replaced by the third guy. The third guy took 15 more minutes and got aside, making way for the fourth guy to replace him. The fourth guy took 20 more minutes. I was lying in the same position for more than one hour now.I wasn’t able to feel my thighs and legs. Beside that my pussy was already sore and paining a lot due to continues action. I felt relaxed as soon as they all stepped aside. I stretched my legs and tried to regain my energy which I lost in continues pounding.About 10. She wore a sturdy wool gown with a lace and cotton pelted bodice that seated her breast, making them an automatic look when someone spotted her. The dark green wool curved down her body ,lacing up the back so her small waist was showed off, and her breast were pushed up and together. She wore sturdy riding boots and thigh high stockings tied into place by a garter belt. Her hair was braded into a fish tail down her back and over her shoulder and covered with a heavy wool cloak. She was an.