She says, a little tipsily, "Sure, a Coke'd be fine."I head to the bar and order up a rum and coke for her and vodka and sprite for me. I walk back to...the new girl and introduce myself. "I'm Kelly," she says, "sorry I'm just kinda nervous, I don't really know anyone here." I ask her if she's new. She just laughs and takes a long swallow of her drink. She coughs a bit and takes another swallow. Coughing again, she asks, "are you sure this is Coke?" "Yes," I reply, "just bacardi and Coke." Her. I leaned up and sucked on her juicy tits, feeling her hips grind into my cock. “Fuck me, please fuck me,” she moaned as she leaned forward. I took over and pumped my cock hard, going deep in that pussy as she began to get louder and louder. Her body shook as I felt juices drip down my balls, she kissed me deeply. “Fuck me from behind,” she whispered as she caught her breath.I rolled off the bed, stood up as she positioned herself. I smacked her ass, then spread her cheeks to lick that beautiful. If it were not for the ever-present wind, the six would soon have succumbed to suffocation on the fine black powder. It soon became evident that the women could not ride in the wagons because of the clouds of ash kicked up by the animals. Even with the ever-present winds the women were now driving back into, the winds carried the ash right into their faces. Thus the women had to walk at the heads of the mules, leading them by hand.Strangely that fact worked to their advantage. Since they were. ” Arlene started, but a map of Germany was on the table before she had completed the sentence.Arlene’s feet hit the floor as she leaned forward to reach for the map, but Ann beat her to it. The young wife’s finger moved over the area, then stopped and circled a dark green area with a faint lighter spot in its center. “Here, I think,” she said as her fingernail tapped the map. “The scale is too small, but it is in this general area.”“Ship,” Jeff began, but before he could ask, she had already.