I brought a bottle of champagne; will you drink a toast with me?”I think your Pop would approve, he was a good man but like the Irishman he was he w...s never one to turn down a drink. Where’s the bubbly?”“Hang on, I’ll get it.”He needed a flashlight; the bottle was in the stream. He retrieved it then got two tin camp cups and popped the cork.She kinda chuckled, “Now ain’t we the part of the elite, champagne from tin cups under the stars.”“Ah what the heck,” she said clicking cups with Tommy,. I pushed him off my dick and switched positions with him licking up 8 inches and back down the other side. I opened my mouth to suck him inside as slowly as I could but this boy had other ideas and he thrust up inside my mouth forcing him into my well used throat. Devin began to fuck my face with the wild abandon of satyr intent on unleashing his seed inside me. Not only did I want that seed I needed it and knew that if I allowed this to stay at the same pace my true goal may not be reached.. "You are a very dear and thoughtful girl, Sally, but you won't hurt either of us. Of course you must give it to him. He will be so hurt if he thinks you haven't remembered."Sally feared that the stress and heartbreak of her father's illness had finally broken her mother's mind. Again she felt the flare of anger. Why wouldn't her mother accept that her father would never know hurt again. That he was suspended from pain only by the most deeply reaching medication. Medication intended to ease him. Then with a sigh she throws the covers off her and swings her legs off the bed. Grabbing the curtains she pulls them open and looks outside. Another clear sunny day, she thinks and a smile curves her face. Reaching out for a hair band, she quickly ties her long dark brown hair up into a pony. Walking naked to the kitchen, she quickly starts the percolator. The aroma of coffee filling the kitchen is enough to lift her spirits. Maybe this day will not be so bad after all, the thought flashes.