" Kyle complained"I still say a dick is a dick." So if it was a horse cock that she sucked, That would be just as hot." Hell no!" I told him. "A horse...cock would be way hotter than Bubba's dick." You're sick man Bill." With that statement, Kyle got up, dressed and left.I was sort of surprised at Kyle's attitude, but I wasn't too surprised, because Kyle was kind of a hot head and almost always got upset if you didn't agree with his point of view.I did wonder why neither Jon nor Ray waded into. But I got a rush from consenting. Gretchen said something in german, and Franz started licking my wife's ass. Clearly she loved it. She moaned loudly. If Gretchen hadn't been such an experienced cockhandler I would have cum right then.Watching her face as I saw the snake slowly penetrate her tight ass was amazing. Her eyes literally bulged as his head went past her sphincter, and then she had such an amazing look of intermingled pleasure and pain as he started pumping. I could't believe how. They started descending just a few minutes after getting up, there was really no reason to wait.By noontime, they had descended another 1200 flights, averaging over 200 flights per hour. It was at that time they shared their last swallow of water. They paused for a brief conversation, and agreed they would not stop again until they either found water or were too weak to continue. They could not afford another sleep period, their bodies were drying out too quickly.It was now just after midnight;. We are standing slightly apart from each other, allowing my hand to slide up her inner thighs, until I feel the warmth coming from between her legs. Her knickers are damp to my touch, and as I run my fingers over the material, tracing the edges of her lace knickers, her touch on my cock becomes more urgent, more needy.As I use a finger to lift up the material of her knickers, the sweet smell of her cunt reaches my nose, and I become more urgent in my movement, tugging her knickers to one side,.