I can feel someone touching and pokeing at me but it felt like I couldn't say anything or stop whoever it was from fucking awith me. I can feel a hand... rubbing my inner thigh and knee. I then feel like someone is trying to loosen my belt. I try my best to respond and open my eyes but my head was spinning so fast I couldn't even try to escape if my life depended on it. I manage to tell w:ho it wwas when I heard him say I'm going to suck ur dick so hard boy!!. Sure enough by the tone of his voice. The sealant and the use of stainless steel nails were about her only concessions to modern technology. She insisted we were trying to build an exact replica using the same methods the old builders used. She said the people who often built these boats were not true boat builders but were often just carpenters. The launches were more likely to be built using boat building techniques. The riverboats were usually built on site by local artisans. After the first plank was in place the rest went. Her mouth was wrapped around it and her hands were playing with my balls. I lay back watching her actions and finally, I exploded in her mouth. She spit my cum in a small tub in the room and then washed her mouth. I said ‘mooh mein leti ho to thookthi kyon ho, nighal nahi sakti kya’. She said ‘mein mooh mein leti hoon par sambhalthi hoon’. I loved hearing her rustic and randi talk and finally slept for some time. Around 12.00 midnight she woke me and I left. Next day I was back again by 6.00. It was amazing how refreshing a cuddling sleep could be. Especially when those doing the cuddling loved you as deeply as these two women. By 6:15 p.m. the three had showered and Brenda was dressed enough to let those bringing the food enter and get set up. Hawk and Maria joined her before the hotel staff had finished preparing the room and setting out the food. This allowed her to run back to the bedroom and finish some last minute items. She’d just rejoined her mates when their guests.