I felt my cum fill her up. It felt like I wasnt going to stop. Once done, I pulled out slowly, letting my cum drip out of her. I checked her face. She...was unconsious. Id held on just long enough to make her pass out. Id rest for a minute before my next plan. I had time.I cut her hands free from under her. With this done I could position her better. Pulling her to the proper orientation I left her there while I went looking. I knew she was a kinky fucker so there would be toys around I could. I spin around and shuffle beneath you, sitting with my back against the railing, and looking up at your glorious pussy I notice it looks a little plump, aroused, full. I lick my lips as I recognise that look, and think it’s probably from last night’s lovely escapades. I stretch my neck up and teasingly kiss, lick, and tickle my way up your silky thighs towards your waiting wet love nest. "HELLO, Ray!" Shocked, I look back at the door to our room expecting to be embarrassed by who you are. .." I stop and then a smile slowly creeps across my face.Frank gives me a puzzled look, "Almost like what?"I grin, "Honey, I can't believe I didn't see this the first time. Stacy is purposely delaying us."Frank questions, "Why would she do that?"I grin, "Because she's buying time for Ben to escape. I bet we just missed Ben at Bob's Country Bunker."Frank returns my grin and offers, "Sam, I've got an idea..."He just gets ready to describe his plan when all hell breaks loose in the bushes where. Then, I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from scratching me. But it worked! I hauled her downstairs and threw her out into the backyard! She'd better not shit in the vegetable garden again!"The silence in the Taxi was deafening.YES MARTHA, THERE ARE BLOND MEN TOOA friend told the blond man: "Christmas is on a Friday this year."The blond man then said, "Let's hope it's not the 13th."Two blond men find three grenades, and they decide to take them to a police station.One asked: "What if.