John just went to them and after some talking with them, they were five Italian biker friends who were here with a tent on the camping area, John told... his friends that he would stay here with the Biker slut and that they could go to sleep and that he will take care for her. So John took his Biker slut and introduced her to the five Italian Bikers who were sitting befor their tent. 1 of the Italian Bikers came to John and gave him 50 euro and took her by the arm into their tent and close the. “Not to mention he needs to take my daughter to get the rings.”“Thank you,” I replied. “Though I’ll be a son long before I’ll be a doctor!”“Congratulations, Mikhail Petrovich,” Nikolay said.“I agree; congratulations and welcome to the family,” Valentin added.“Thank you both.”“Do you prefer to be addressed in the American or Russian way?” Nikolay, who was Viktor’s father, asked.“The usual way for my generation is in the American way, and I believe the bishop will ordain me as Deacon. The best teachers are forever learning, themselves."The argument was one that she could never win, much the same as disagreeing with her mother, so Danica simply nodded. "Of course, Master." She reached for her enchanted bag of holding, which she'd left hanging on a chair nearby, and found it gone.A quick glance around the room revealed the bag hanging from a cloak hook, which she knew that she hadn't gone anywhere near all day.The old master puzzled out what was wrong when she let out a sigh. As the kiss lingered and their tongues dueled, her arms moved from his shoulders to around his neck, pulling her breasts into his chest. Her legs wrapped around his waist and their crotches ground into each other."My Gawd!" I thought, "She's going to fuck him right here!" as she ground her hips into him.After a long spell she broke the kiss and came back to our towels. She was panting and had a red flush on her cheeks and across her chest. She knelt facing them, her legs spread, hands behind.