Me to Kelly, I for some reason think of you often and I like thinking of you. I really get wet anymore just looking at you let alone thinking of you....eally? Thank you Cindy. with that she leaned over and gave Cindy a light kiss on the cheek. Kelly acted supprised when Cindy wouldn"t let her go and kissed Kelly on the lips. Kelly now knew the the drugs were at full efect and Cindy was in her complete power. She returned the kiss with a kiss that started out acting cauious but ended with. Amy could see the cum outside their pussies and on their faces, and the size of their dicks also surprised her as she had never seen such young people with such big dicks.Now, all this time, Amy’s cab driver, Enrique, was at the bar getting a few drinks. But what Amy didn’t know was that the strip of the beach where she and the group were present, could be seen from the bar. Enrique, after a few drinks, started looking at the beach, and then he noticed Any, fingering herself. He could see the. , almost two full days after we'd arrived in Minneapolis.He turned out to look not at all similar to the grizzled lumberjack I had imagined. He was a smallish, gray-haired man with a light gray beard. He was in good physical shape, and looked a lot younger to me than his 56 years.His son, Roald, emerged from their RV and shook my hand. Roald, Ingmar had told us, was 31. He, too, looked a bit younger than that, and he was taller and stronger-appearing than his father. But both men, to my. I couldn't help but thrust back a little. Then he pulled my panties back up and sat back.I went over to another part of the room and carried on dusting. I stretched this way and that, bent right over, stood straight. I was loving every minute of it. Finally he called me over."I have something here that needs a clean." Really, Sir." I said, "And what's that?"He pulled down the zip of his trousers and pulled out a stiff and large cock."Would Sir like me to wash it?" I asked.He nodded.I bent over.