Jerry asked Mike how big it was.“My cock or the motorhome?” Mike chuckled before answering it was a 32 footer.Kim smiled a little too much at the ...oke for Jerry’s taste. Jerry didn’t say anything though. He plopped himself down in the passenger seat and sulked.Mike gave everyone except Jerry who didn’t want to move, a quick tour of the decked-out vehicle. There was plenty of room for Emily to ride in style down to Florida. She had access to the Internet, a 4K TV and her bed looked plush and. It was subtle, but unmistakable. Of course, a lot of people wouldn’t notice because they’d be too busy watching my bimbified hips and ass wiggle like I was a slut-in-heat. Grrrrrrrrrr. It was a few minutes before we were due back on stage. There were a lot of people running around, but everyone was staying out of our way. Even Michael was avoiding us. I could hear him shrieking about a burnt-out light bulb on stage. I glanced up at the electronic scoreboard. It read: TonyaB…I…M…x…x. Not taking anything for granted the Raiders scouting us slowly spread out and started up the hill, and the other men across the bridge began racing towards us like a mob of amateurs.“Seize the moment,” I whispered into the PDA, giving the pre-agreed signal to Julie that announced our attack.All along the tree covered hill the Wolves scaled the last few feet to its crest and stood, and then without any need for orders they unleashed two volleys of arrows. Not waiting to see the impact on the mob. "Ohhh baby, I want to see your swollen pussy and tickle it too," she purred, sliding down Brandi's incredible, bound body, between her thighs, and parting her inflamed, puffy cuntlips with two fingers, revealing the wet, fiery red cleft within.The two strands of rope squeezed Brandi's pussy, making it swell and flare, and the succulent interior beckoned Laura's tongue. She slithered it into Brandi, feeling the girl's body clench, hearing her excited moans. She licked Brandi's beautiful pussy up.