She did a great job sucking me when drunkand she loved to make a show of swallowing it all. Shereally seemed to like it but maybe it was because I did...a good job on her at the same time. Me, I just lovemunching on a shaved pussy. I always made sure she had3 or 4 screaming orgasms before she would pass out forthe night. The few times when she did come first, she would passout right on top of me. I would have to slide out fromunder her and carry her to bed and finish fucking heron the edge of the. Within seconds she made touch to base camp (lower boob) but it was covered by Swati’s bra which was mostly below her boob only instead of being on here boob.He jumped used his 2 fingers slowly to drag the remaining bra below her boob and then went to feel her boob. Soon his hands were touching the smoothest surface he felt in his entire life.Suddenly Swati moved a little to adjust herself by moving her hip down in her seat, maybe due to the touch of Chetan’s cold finger. Chetan waited for 10. When I finally manage to get under the water the door bangs into the wall beside me making me jump What the fuck what that? Jim growls at me dont you start to think that cause I dont want you bruised I wont hurt you in other ways he adds coming towards me and gripping my neck with his hand, instinctively I let go of the sides of the bath and grip his hand trying to pull him off me. He pushes me back into the bath and releases me causing another shot of pain to go through me Sit forward he. We don't want anybody hurt. We been lucky so far."By the time the sun was high, we were back at the old courthouse that just looked like a tavern 'cause that's what it was. Most of the men headed for home, dog weary and frostbit, but Beckwith, Ned Beall, the Foster family and me went on into the old tavern. Stud Farrell, Alex Beall, Annie and her prowling orange, black and white cat were the only ones there at the time. The cat pretended not to notice us."You have a good night?" Beall asked.