Tatiana looked at me, and said, with a scolding frown, "Rutger, where are your manners? Can't you see they are freezing? Invite them in! It's still w...inter after all!" She then added, "I'm getting us all something hot to drink. Be right back!"With that she hurried off towards the cabin, for a pot of coffee and bottle of Jameson (Irish Whiskey)."Well, ladies, Tatiana is right!" I said, and continued, "It is a lot warmer in here, than it is out there, especially in this winter weather. We're out. I asked her if I could fuck her tits if she doesn’t want to have sex and she thought for a bit and said “OK, you obviously want to get off somehow”I got off the bed and took my clothes off, then got back on top of her. I pushed my luck and put my cock to her mouth and said “Suck me a little before we do it”She opened her mouth and took the head in, sucking and running her tongue around me.I was watching her and thinking the other guys won’t believe it if they see us now.I pushed a little deeper. We can't have that." O'Toole offered to take a polygraph," Nathan added.Jackson thought for a moment, scratching his chin. "Interesting! It's premature, of course. We'll let Chandler get himself out on a limb and then put O'Toole on the machine, and the polygraph will be the saw that cuts the limb off behind him." Good thinking, Bob!" You're sure that O'Toole is okay—we checked him out and everything?" I told the agency to be extra careful on any sign of this kind of problem, just on account of. Grinning now as he worked, he did not miss a single beat of his tongue, his ministrations urged on by the first female climax he had ever induced. Her eyes eventually opened, her hands pulling his head to hers her lips savouring the taste of her own spend from his mouth and chin. He lay along her length, body against her left hip, his stiff tool on her hip itself, dribbling precum, and looking livid. She opened her legs wider, an obvious invite, but he hesitated, this final hurdle, one he was.