Clean. Soft. Taking a deep breath, she stared across the freshly fallen snow, remembering the night before, of being safe and warm inside the rented ...chalet, of laughing at the fake bear skin rug covering the floor, the white fur turned orange by the firelight. She smiled, the memory of soft plush against her hands and shins as she knelt, her legs spread for him, the weight of him against her, the feel of his strong hands circling her waist as he pushed his thick cock slowly into her ass,. "Please Master as tomorrow is Friday, Can we go and see what it's all about?" she begged."Very well, then but I must warn you that I will select your clothing for the visit!" I replied.Next morning; Karen was up early and was obviously excited, I think when we made love the night before she was already thinking I was one of these bikers. She carried out her normal morning duty of swallowing my fresh load and took all my piss into her mouth in the wet room downstairs.She quickly dressed for. The first was pro football. I think I mentioned that the girls could all talk knowledgeably about it, but I didn’t realize until the season started how much they really liked it and how closely they followed it. It was really funny. Terry was still with us at the time, and it seemed that each of the four girls had a different favorite team.Kris adored the Rams, Liz, the Giants; Tina, the Patriots; while Terry loved the Jets. Each girl owned a real professional-quality summer game jersey —. As he continued fucking me I looked into the crowd of my girlfriends. My sweet bitch Helena was there, cheering up to me as she witnessed how the black stripper entered my cunt from behind.The black guy behind me picked up his pace, fucking me faster than before, and the vigor of his thrusts made me cum again. Then I felt spurts of his cum were bursting into me, hitting me deeper than ever…Some of his cum started to trickle out of my pussy and run down my thighs.The strippers finally let me get.