. fabric?Your lips feel something hot, and wet on them... your tongue darts out to explore, you realize I am licking your lips. Your tongue dances wit... mine, cold from the ice..."You've been a good girl..." I whisper."now, take a deep breath and say oooohhhh for me, bitch."You open your mouth and the word begins to form, but before you can, you feel my cock invading.You can taste the sweat, the precum that coats the head. You can feel the heat, the throbbing, pulsing veins engorged with blood.. I headed across the grounds to the main buildings. I was thinking of getting something to drink from a vending machine, and finding a nice sunny spot for a quick nap. I didn’t even make it to the vending machines. Kylie appeared out of nowhere, thrusting a paper at my face as though I was a clown, and the paper was a pie. I avoided it. “What?” “What?” She repeated, and cocked her head. She held up the paper. She wanted me to notice the big A on it. “Nice job,” I said. “That’s right. I beat. ‘It won’t take long and we could do with starting to move that stuff out of there before someone else comes along and gets curious about this big hole in the field.’ To get out of the hole Jamie had to lock his fingers together and give Elisha a boost so she could pull herself up into the open air of the field. A few moments after she was dusting herself off Jamie jumped up to grab the edge himself, a feat which he could easily accomplish, before pulling himself out of that cool dark place and. Considering how much alcohol was consumed by her friends at this point in the night, she knew they would go along with just about anything she propositioned. She went to their room, and grabbed a deck of cards and four skirts. As she returned, she handed her friends the skirts and told them to put them on “sans-panties”, as she began to shuffle the deck and explain what she had planned. Once they all returned to the living room, Chelsea clued them in. “Okay! After giving this some thought, I.