Oh sure, there's Brandy, Claret, and Portia, but they don't count. I've kissed all three into unconsciousness a dozen times but that's all I am to the..., an open bar with no tab, and to me, they're just three of the most enthusiastic, creative, passionate, and beautiful kissers I've ever met, and that's all they can ever be. We have an arrangement, the four of us, I kiss them till they're hammered, and they make sure I enjoy the process. That's it, that's our deal, kisses-for-wine basically.. He’s now holding your large ultra-soft boobs in his warm hands…….While you take his hard-rock penis in your hand and guide it towards your cunt-hole……..You are sitting over him and with a gentle thrust you move your buttocks down and his entire length is absorbed inside your vagina…….Now you can feel the massive hard cock which is throbbing inside your wet vagina……he’s under you….Sucking one of your breasts and holding the other boob gently squeezing it in his hand….His other hand is squeezing. With that arrangement, we would be limited by what would fit between the table and the saw. Instead, put the shaft and the blade down low, in a pit. Put the table on top of it and slide your logs over the blade.If the log was so large that the blade wouldn’t cut all the way through it, we could simply turn the log over and run it through again to cut the other side. Maybe we should start small until we knew what we were doing. A three-foot blade would cut one foot deep and allow us to cut logs. Ronnie slowly placed her tongue on Kriss' clit and began to gently lick it. Kriss moaned at the new sensation of her best friend eating her out. Ronnie got bolder and licked and sucked harder, driving her friend crazy. I stuck my face in there and we both began devouring her in between kissing each other. I got up and grabbed the camera, snapping pictures of my little girl being a bisexual whore. I was hard as a rock and saw Ronnie's sweet little ass sticking up in the air. I ran to the closet.