Developing, that is, until a sudden blast of a cold downdraft brought large wet, cold drops of rain. Jenn squeaked. I let her out of my arms."Into the...truck," she said. Her blurt was emphasized by a blast of wind bearing more of those big, cold drops.Two doors slammed shut. I glanced sideways at her as I turned the key. She was grinning. "God's trying to tell me something." Yeah," I laughed. "Stop giving your friend a heart attack." I could feel your heartbeat. I think it works just fine." She. As he moved away I heard Jeff say "Apollo lecken" and immediately felt his tongue cleaning my hole from the load Hermes left inside me. This made my own dick twitch again while still stuck into the couch cushion. While he was working me over with his glorious tongue cleaning, Jeff was changing positions ahead of me so that we could kiss and make out. Sharing the taste of his seed from my mouth to his via our tongues dancing with each other.After a few minutes he moved away to whisper in my ear. This diversion gave Barbara a little break. Everyone’s attention was on Michelle the maid getting cunt and ass fucked. Barbara watched the show too, but didn’t want to come down off her orgasmic high. While the maid fucking continued, Barbara used an empty beer bottle on her cunt. She shoved it about half way in and bottle fucked her own cunt until she could get another hot cock. After about ten minutes both guys pulled out, having deposited their cum inside Michelle. The one guy Tom looked at. It was now empty. I collected all the cans, then filled the cooler up with lake water, putting the fish stringers in there so they’d still be alive when we got home.Both of them were asleep before we made it to the main road. I stopped at the gas station in Yoder again. “Mister Yoder, I just stopped to say, thank you for the tip.”“No problem, Son.” He looked out the window. “Heh! I’m guessing you’re not old enough to drink like they did.”“No, Sir. I’ve had ... one single beer, one time. Not.