There was a pusher with a handle on it in this bin that was obviously used to feed ice into the chute on the other side. I quickly filled my bowl and ...hen gleefully spent a couple of minutes pressing scoops of ice cubes through the chute of the crusher."My ice maker was more awesome than I knew," I joked as I walked back out to the kitchen with my crushed ice.Kelli had a deep glass bowl half filled with some of the Mojita stuff, and was working it over very seriously with a wooden bat about 8. . "His hand slid behind her neck, pulling her face to him, and his mouth fastened tightly against hers. Her lips opened in surprise as his engulfed them, and his tongue slid forward, moving into her mouth. His other hand slid down onto her chest, squeezing her breast as she struggled weakly against him.She pushed franticly on his chest, and tried to pull her head away. She could feel her juices starting to rise, feel her pussy instantly begin to lubricate and ignite as his hand moved over her. He then pulled out and I ushered him out and headed back in and lay down beside her and said, ”well, how was tonight babe, you like me pretending to be Jeff” and she replied, “omg, darling you were unreal, you really performed tonight didn’t you, wow that was so great I even had two orgasms babe, wow” I untied her and took off the blindfold and we lay beside each other and made small talk until we nodded off to sleep. The flowing evening after dinner Allison sided up to me and said, “Babe, can. The room slowly rises in volume again as the patrons resume their bantering and crude drunken humor.A mature tavern wench steps up to you with a couple of jugs and an empty mug. “What’ll you be having then, stranger?”Your eyes drift up her figure. Brown sandals barely cover her, oddly, well-manicured feet. The leather straps twist and wrap their way up her healthy legs. A yellowish brown skirt covers her womanly hips and thighs, which appear perfect for child bearing. Her outfit wraps tightly.