“Trippin’ on whatever Gunther put in those fucking cigarettes.” It didn’t matter, nor did she catch the inaccuracy of her words. She had never...tried a cigarette in her life, and never would, she thought incorrectly. “I’m coming down, and I have a fucking shotgun, you morons!”The basement was finished and the steps carpeted; no one could trip her going down. Midway, she halted and yelled out her warning again, clutching the stock so tightly it made her hands cramp. She forced them to loosen,. I could tell she was fast approaching an orgasm. There were signs I’d seen many times before. Sofi’s head was bobbing rhythmically as she ministered to Fay’s needs. I put a hand between her legs and traced the line of her cunt, working my way between her lips. Lotti had not been wrong, she was dripping. For a moment, when she first felt my touch, she lost concentration and her head stopped moving. Both Fay and Lotti applied pressure on the back of the girl’s head to remind her. Her head started. They were waving to stop us, and at the same time trying to cover their boobs and pubes. They both had boobs a lot bigger than mine (that wouldn't be difficult) and one of them shaved as well. You should have seen their faces when we stopped and got out - naked. Jon asked them what they wanted and with their hands strategically placed they told us what had happened. Jon asked them where they were going, and they said San Antonio. I don't know how they were expecting to get there at that time of. "These things hold well. That wind was nasty," said Lisa, fussing withthe back of Mike's hair. "I'm going to have to get me some of these clipins. They're gorgeous!" She like matched them perfectly," said Beth. "You could never tell.Vicky is amazing." I think I'm going to get my hair done by her before we go home. She'sawesome," said Lisa."Monique, you have no idea how spoiled you are girl," Ginny teased him asthe car stopped.The short ten minute ride ended as the driver opened the door,.