Is he going to find them? They have to be down there somewhere. What excuse am I going to use to retrieve them? And how the heck do I get down there i... one piece, let alone back up? Oh, the heck with them. No way am I going back down there to look for them. She stared down the hillside again, but the panties didn’t seem to be visible in any of the scuffed snow. Maybe he won’t see them, but if he does, I’ll just ... I’ll just ... frigging die. Oh, crap. I can’t think of anything that I could say. On our way there stopping by a market to bye few things we decided taking with us few bottles of Vodka and Rose Wine with some snacks to have for our stay . Going out from the market she took a chilled Wine bottle to drink on our way made me drive slower to reach our destination.It was still early checking in at the resort, not to far from our place I found a nice spot on the beach where we could spend an hour before the expected time to have our chalet so we decided to get off from the car. I kept going. Before she realized it, she was in the throes of a third climax and wiggling her lower body all across the bed.I didn't ease off after this one at all. I kept sucking at her clitoris and stroking two and sometimes three fingers in and out of her cunt. She was soon bucking her hips off the bed, screaming my name and rubbing her pussy against my face for all she was worth.Before I was through with licking her pussy, I counted five orgasms and there might have been another. She was. Soon the strap on was covered in our mixed saliva. Katie pulled Jennifer up and roughly threw her onto the bed. She raised up Jennifers dress, exposing her soaking wet panties. With one good tug Katie ripped them apart, good enough to allow her access to the pussy dripping for her. Katie lined the dildo up with jennifers soaking slit, running it up and down a few times before plunging it deep in one fluid movement. The top half of Jennifers body rose off the bed with the rough intrusion. She.