I sat back on the couch and watched as the others fucked seeing that I was not the only one running out of steam. Pat was finishing up a hot scene wit... Bob, Sharon and Don. Bob was fucking his cock in and out of Pat's full lips as Sharon was laying under Pat eating her pussy and pulling on her hard erect brown nipples as Don was fucking his wife up her asshole. Pat's tall brown body shook each time Don rammed his cock up her anus her tits swinging forward and back as Sharon licked her clit and. Well mostly grapes.Well all right all grapes.Fermented grapes.well Wine.I have wine for dinner.People that wonder if there glass is half empty or half full are missing the point.IT’S REFILLABLE.Did you know that two or three glasses of wine a day reduce you chance of giving a shit!Not to be technical but according to chemistry Alcohol is a solution.I am not a alcoholic, alcoholics need a drink. I already have one.Sometimes when I reflect back on all of the wine I drink, I feel shame. Then I. Her mind awash with the erotically pleasing sensations, Kate could only mutter gibberish back to Hollys comments, but even then her words were probably understood. Her nipples were on fire from the pleasurable abuse Hollys fingers were giving them, sending the powerful energies radiating through the rest of her breasts, but as exciting as that action was, it was the lower attack on her body, the pole sliding back and forth through her lips, that had Batwomans attention. In minutes, Kate could. “Let’s go.”Not much choice, I guess. First I go over to kiss Hugo, I’m not jumping to Irving’s commands quite that fast. But then I go with him.The hookup’s a little awkward; the tech’s a man, and he makes a big production about being careful with his hands. But finally he gets me wired and goes off to his booth. Irving takes me through the set-up, telling me when to answer straight and when to lie, and we’re ready.“Linda, did you find Hugo in a snowdrift by your cabin?”“Yes.”“Had you ever seen.