That is typical Christy.“What happened next,” I inquired.“Well, I spent several minutes going over some of the things the web sites suggested, b...ut at one point Christy interrupted me and said, ‘you know, that is wrong. Dr. Anthony Schneiderman, in last month’s New England Journal of Medicine wrote that is basically a myth.’“She then started telling ME about his research into human sexuality and common, but generally accepted, myths concerning sex – especially female responses to different. I dug my two fingers back into my own pussy and had another orgasm myself as I watched his cum flow from his cock. I gave them both that little evil smile of mine before turning back around and sitting back down in the front seat.“I have to go pee.” “You girls want some food while I am out,” John said reaching up to the front door and stepping from the car. John looked at me with those lovely blues eyes of his as another smile came over his face.“Get me some pop corn and something to drink,”. She started to rub my dick outside of my half-pant, and I was pressing her boobs outside of her t-shirts. This session ran for more than 5 to 10 minutes, both of us were literally mad and suddenly she turned her face toward me and I gave her a soft kiss on her lips and then our tongue met. She put her hands inside my pant and started to move my dick up and down and I became worried as people could notice our blankets moving. Neither could I stop her nor could I allow her. I hold her hand. "Best suggestion I've heard in a week." He opened one of the deck hatches, "Going down?" Only if you do."Keep it up, girls ... the Sanchez boys will require help getting theirs out.David had kegged about three days after the 'Honduran Plywood Incident.' It was a nice Porter ... very nice. Since the equipment was set up in the engine room, Al and Art felt like the beer belonged to them. With the Swedish girls ensconced in the crews quarters, someone asked, "Any beer?"You know where this is.