"Now I know what that feels like. It was fabulous! What's next?" she exclaimed in the car with Jim, Allan and myself, on the way home. "I'm not sure I... could face any of them again, but what the heck?"I don't know if the calendar was ever released, but I am sure that the shots from the last hour or so would have been widely circulated privately.The second episode that I want to cover flowed directly from Diane's request to be allowed into a men's changeroom and shower facility - naked of course.. He felt two warm mounds of flesh hugging his shaft and her fingers working up and down his vein. She watched him as his eyes shut and his chest heaved. He braced himself as she continued to stroke his cock with her tits. She mashed them around his head, pressing her nipples against his tip to smear more precum and pussy juice over them.Her hands moved to his balls and she massaged them gently while her breasts hugged his cock. She dropped her head and kissed the tip with her lips. Her hot. The ponies hadn't heard it before, but when the bigger cashda didn't cut up, they decided they wouldn't either, I guess. Anyway, when I mounted and we headed to the kills they came right along, and they hung around grazing with our stock while Denac and I built two travois and loaded the thaka onto them."This sure beats gutting one and cutting it up where you kill it," Denac said."Yes it does, and the women will be a lot happier about it too. Just think, all we had to do was ride out, spend the. Something about how she said that had registered with me and, as another small joke was tossed about, I found my eyes drawn to her. Wine always lowered my inhibitions and with the lateness of the hour, I probably wasn't as discreet in my gaze as I might otherwise be. I looked at her and wondered how she did it. Did she go slow and only use the first inch or so of the bottle while rubbing her clit, quiet as a mouse. Or did she ravish her cunt, shoving the bottle in and out with relish. She was.