” Angie said to Killian.“Aw, but we're cosy here...and I'll have to carry out the box of beer! Ugh...but you're right, I can't stand him either. O...ay, you get the key and open it up, I'll get bring the beer.”Killian got up off the comfy sofa and went to grab the box of beer from the table. He watched as Angie reached up for the key on top of the cabinet, and caught a glimpse of her back as her blouse pulled up, and just a peek of a red thong rising above her tight jeans.They had been friends. , CA - With a large crowd of friends and relatives on hand, the Collins family, owners of the Corbeau-Roux Vineyard, harvested their first crop of Pinot.The Collinses recently purchased the 50-ish acre vineyard with vines already established. Though this year they were occupied with the purchase of the property and the sale of this year's crush, the term for a wine-grape crop, next year Kate Collins has plans for bottling some of her own wine, with a Marin Appellation, the term given for naming. She gazed up seeing the creature erect cocks in detail for the first time. Like their tongues it was sickly pale but appeared far more rigid. The shaft was thin and was more like bone the cock tip slanting to a blunt point, the ejection hole very wide. The cock looked like a cut bamboo shoot, white sap slowly dripping from the hollow inside, with the appendage having bulging knots of bony flesh along the 8 inch length. Daisy opened her mouth to cry out the creature taking the opportunity to. She hadn’t had time to prepare for this.“Umm ... ok. Do ... ten jumping jacks!” Liz ordered. Mike frowned; that wasn’t what he was expecting. But after a pause, he started jumping.The jumping jacks had the desired effect; Mike’s flaccid penis flopped around wildly in front of his crotch. Liz covered her mouth as laughter came over her.Mike finished his ten. “K, can I go now?” he said, hands on his hips.“Fuck, no! I’m just getting started!” Liz said, still laughing. Mike sighed heavily.“Grab.