We been lucky so far."By the time the sun was high, we were back at the old courthouse that just looked like a tavern 'cause that's what it was. Most ...f the men headed for home, dog weary and frostbit, but Beckwith, Ned Beall, the Foster family and me went on into the old tavern. Stud Farrell, Alex Beall, Annie and her prowling orange, black and white cat were the only ones there at the time. The cat pretended not to notice us."You have a good night?" Beall asked Billy Beckwith."Tolerable," he. His tongue flicked out and licked the tip of my stiff prick. It felt so good as he stroked my stiff cock and licked the head, using his tongue to spread the pre-cum, as he softly moaned the whole time. I grabbed his hair and rubbed my cock over his face, pre-cum left trails across his lips, nose and cheeks. “Suck my cock, bitch. Suck it until I cum in your mouth. You wanted to be mouth fucked and I’m going to slam my cock down your throat, you cum pig.” “God yes, fuck my mouth,” he huskily. Maybe you shaved your pussy some months before I don't know, I think so. But you did not pretend that you were reluctant, you just opened your legs so that my fingers could touch your cunt, and I could feel that you were wet and wanting me. With my tongue I caressed your body, your neck, your breasts, your stomach. And then I went down between your legs, satisfying my desire for your pussy which was wide open to welcome me. I licked gently around your clitoris, up and down your pussylips, and. I started fingering to her… slowly. Still she was in sleep now she started to moaning….My hand on was on my bhabhis waist and one leg on hers. She was sleeping facing me. Her hand was on my shoulder. I tried to remove my hand. But bhabhi held it firmly and opened her eyes. She switched on the bed lamp and smiled at me. She had the same strange look in her eyes. She took my other hand and placed it on her breasts. My mouth went dry since I realized what she had in mind. She said, ‘My dear, I.