. you said if ever I needed a friend..." her voice was slurred – she was in a mess. Dirty, clothes torn, a swelling round one eye that was going to ...e a real shiner. Blood from assorted grazes, a split lip."Come in," I told her. She staggered as she stepped inside and I reached out to steady her. Guided her to a chair. "Want to tell me what happened?" I fetched out first-aid requisites and began to clean a graze on her cheek. She shrugged."One of the risks of my career choice," she spoke. " Five minutes later she was in a comfy although amorphous-looking sweatsuit and two huge mugs of tea were steeping. I was laying out sandwich fixings, cheese, salami, brown bread."And butter. Very european, you know," she'd said when we talked about provisioning for the trip."I know about German ham sandwiches. Schinkenbrot. I loved 'em." We'll do something like that, then."And so we did. The tea chased off the chill from the inside out and the little cabin heater worked from the outside in.. If he was going to cop a feel I was as well. I had not been to a bachelorette party at this time, but acted in that juvenile way when some ballsy girl or out of fem pressure touched his junk.I stood there with his flaccid black cock in my hand sort of sideways. Jakes had got a handful of my ass, a good handful. He got deep into the cleavage, like down to my asshole deep. “You got a baby booty, not bad for a white girl.”His cock felt hard though it was still more on the flaccid side. Jack’s. Stepped out of it.I reached down and pulled off my boots. I had to bendover to get the leverage, they were tight boots. I couldfeel all the eyes in the room on us, burning bright likefire despite the cold. Now we were both barefoot on the cold floor.I in my black bra and panties, she in her red dress.She fumbled with the zipper in back. I helped her.She shrugged it over her head. She held it in her hands,not wanting to drop it on the floor. After a moment, shewalked to a nearby.