Protesting my innocence lasted until we created enough of a scene for another bloke to join the conversation. He failed to see the funny side.Backtrac...king a little and admitting some culpability only made things worse. In fact it turned the mood sour, so I confessed before the situation escalated. I said I was going to confess and apologise quickly turning to face her leaving them no opportunity to stop me. I figured facing her man was favourable to 3 men.Please god let me come up with an. "Tell me you love it," he muttered."Yes, oh, God, yes, Daddy, you know I do!" she groaned."Look at my cock. Look at what you're about to take into your wet mouth, girl."His groin was level with her face and Loni gasped with shock and excitement as she gazed at the big cock. For it had grown even bigger and thicker in the last few seconds. It was rockhard and his sprouted out straight from his lean hips, bobbing slightly. His round balls were swollen in their sac. The fat blue veins on the sides. George put a hand to his thinning brown hair whilelost in amusement. "Ha-ha, oh wow, look at him. Hey honey, get a close up of CoachHoulihan's face, it's priceless." To George Swallow's right sat his lovely wife Ivana, a handheldcamcorder in her flawlessly manicured hands. Her husband had recentlybought the recorder, and had brought it along to give its said highdefinition capabilities a test run. Ivana focused the camera on thedisheveled coach, the high quality of the camera capturing. “What’s Plan B, buddy?” Michael asked as the group stared at the remains of their shelter.“I know of some rock outcroppings on the south side of the main trail,” Jim said. “They won’t be as cozy as the cabin would have been but they will provide us protection from the wind and rain for tonight.”The group agreed to follow Jim’s recommendations. They drove back to the main trail and then followed behind Jim’s Gator as they picked their way through the sparse forest. The rock outcroppings were a.