“You’d better not die on me!” she said sharply. “I’m Latina. We’re fierce. If I have to drag you back from the land of the dead, you’ll ...e sorry, Mister.”I chuckled and held her tight. “If I die on you, you’ll kill me?” I asked playfully.“Something like that,” she admitted. She moved against me and got a strange look on her face. “I think we need another shower,” she confided. “I feel like I may be leaking.”I nodded. “You missed most of the flood,” I told her.She giggled a little. “Is it a big. Without hesitation she took it, she had smoked pretty good weed a couple of times with friends at school in Charleston and liked it, and once with a grown man which had led to a very exciting ride. The hash smelled great on the fresh lake air and she could feel her nipples punching out, these were beautiful people, she was ready to have a blast. She had never smoked hash, but she watched how Jamie handled the pipe and copied her, taking in the smoke and holding it. She only coughed a little and. " I roll my eyes and whisper, "No, tonight's about you." You smirk as I bite my lip and start rubbing your bulge. You take your hand from under the blanket and place your arms behind your head. I reach under the blanket and pull your cock out. I wrap my hand around the shaft and begin sucking the tip. After two or three minutes of this you thrust upwards and begin fucking my mouth. I stop you and start stroking your cock. It's so big, I love it. You lean back, smiling. Suddenly you reach. Then she moved onto the bed and moved into a sixtynine position and began to suck my cock as tongued her clit. "Bob would shit if he could see what is happening on his bed right now, " I mumbled.As I massaged Sara's clit with my tongue, I could tell that she was on the verge of coming. I flipped her over and moved on top of her. Sara wrapped both legs around me as I pushed my dick into her wet pussy. Damn, it's a wonder she doesn't drown my cock. This girl likes to fuck! Quickly we got.