Donna you sit on my face and Gina should ride my pecker. Donna, you should face the headboard so I can tongue you better. As Gina was riding on my coc... as I was licking and sucking on Donna's clit and her honeysucle hole for her sweet nectar. After all three of us had another orgasm we slipped down to the matress and sort of passed out. Aftee a week I came home from work and heard moaning and groaning in our bedroom. I walked in on Donna and Gina naked on our bed with Donna's face planted in. I just hoped the helicopter hadn't seen them. The way he was coming in, the house was between them and the road. I hoped the girls got out of sight before the helicopter cleared the house. As it came in the clear, I heard the change of rotor pitch in preparation to setting down on the pool. I pulled the forty and carried it out of sight down by my side as I walked over to see who it was. I noticed it was a small four-seater, and the two men who got out were indeed sorry looking. One was about. But in Chicago, the heat was unrelenting, made worse by the fact that they were surrounded by concrete buildings. So, two hours into their sight-seeing expedition, she was muttering to herself about needing to buy some summer-appropriate clothing. And Sam, laughing at her in his cargo shorts, Calvin Klein polo and designer sunglasses, pulled her into the first boutique they came across. The only problem was that they were on North Michigan Ave. at the time and this little boutique, with it’s. His eyes were darting around, and I could see the sweat on his forehead. “What’s up, Paul? Something bothering you?”Paul didn’t look at me directly, but I could see that he was shaking. “It’s nothing, Captain. I, I, I’m ok.”Garcia smiled and squatted down to where he could look Paul in the eyes. “It’s a scary place down here, isn’t it?”Paul seemed to be on the edge of bolting. “Yeah, I hear there are ghosts down here.”I was about to chuckle when Garcia replied, “Oh yes, I thought that might be.