“Finding ways to keep your beer at your perfect drinking temperature is the way you’re commemorating today?” Blake asked, flabbergasted. He shoo... his head in consternation as he set his own beer on the arm of his chair. The arm automatically recessed to hold the bottle. “That doesn’t make sense! How do you connect the great ‘Moon Battle,’ with keeping beer cold?”His tone was curious, and grateful. Cold beer was exactly the distraction he needed. Caleb’s odd statement heightened that. I moved to his pelvis and he pulled me closer to him by my lower back. He slid into me and I moved back and forth. He held me close and closed his eyes. I kept moving, started to breathe harder. I came and my body trembled slightly. The blanket lifted up, ushering in the cold air. Our nipples hardened, and we stopped to find the weak spot in the blanket. I got off of Eric and grabbed the lifted piece. I crawled to it on my knees and Eric moved out of the way. Taking the opportunity, Eric. She started to suck on him harder, working her mouth back and forth on his shaft as her hand continued to caress and gently rake at his balls.Easing his stiff shaft from Julie's mouth, which seemed to be sucking harder as if to retain it within the moist confines of her mouth, William pulled back and his erect cock pointed towards Julie's face like an accusing finger. He allowed himself a moment to recover the control that he had nearly lost, and looked down at Julie's naked body, his eyes. Very slowly in front of me, she began to undress. a music-less striptease performed from the heart. She removed the top strap from her dress, allowing it to slide down over her chest, but bunching it at her hips, until she allowed it to slowly slither down her legs. Then, reaching up, she removed the pinnings of her hair, allowing that to cascade down to her shoulders, and shaking it suggestively in front of me. Next came her camisole, off one shoulder and then the next, quickly over her head.