This making out didn't last long either. The k** pulled away and dropped his head into Chaz's lap. I heard him let out a sigh. Glancing around the roo...m again, I took note of two 69 sessions, lots of stroking and kissing, and more than a few blow jobs. The k** sucking on Chaz was still on the couch, his hairless ass pretty much in my face, his balls hanging tight below."What the hell," I thought. "When in Rome..." and started caressing his ass. I'd never fucked anyone in the ass before, but. The fight is hard-won, but in the end, they prevailed. They require rest after the battle. They are tired and have sustained a number of injuries. Each consumes a minor healing potion. Chanming won’t be going anywhere with a broken ankle, and Phong Ahn wouldn’t be able to fight effectively, or gather food, with fractured fingers. Soon, the healing potions do their thing and the injuries are repaired.The two of them rest for another half hour while drinking water and eating a snack to replenish. The club women weren't getting much attention either. One was at the bar between a couple of guys, obviously pumping them for drinks and offering her wares. The other two were at tables; one sitting with three guys, the other with two guys. The bar served only beer and mixers for BYOB customers. Several bottles were in view - brandy, some flavored, gin, vodka, whiskey. I perched on a bar stool with one on either side of me and ordered a Bud. As I drank my beer I turned to watch the dancer, my. It was hard to keep my eyes on the road with the repeated fleeting glimpses of my wife’s anatomy. We drove for a while, Kim pretending not to notice her dress misbehaving. We made small talk, as she kept her eyes straight ahead, even when I began creeping up on a big truck.I know. It’s the oldest cliché in the book. Wife flashes trucker. But when presented with the opportunity, I wanted to see what she would do.When we approached it, the wind coming off the truck blew Kim’s dress even more and.