. Delicious! I sincerely hope, dear listeners, that no one of you did already cream their pants. I needn't say we didn't even think about actual danci...g, do I? As soon as I was in her arms and felt her sweaty body hit mine... We looked into each other's eyes. No, we drowned in each other's eyes, lost ourselves in each other's eyes. She licked her lips. My eyes followed her tongue. My hand cupped her cheekbone. She gasped. Her arm pressing me to her. My eyes closed. Her sweet lips on mine. My. We are all strangers here. If I saw anyone I recognized, I would have made some excuse and bolted for the door.I could fuck her. I could do this. It's been obvious from watching her that she is up for anything. I've seen her invaded, used, probed and pounded in all three openings. I've listened to the electrifying sound of her climactic wailing. She wants to be fucked, and by as many guys as possible. I'm just one more. I could do this.I'm feeling woozy from the hash-smell, but my prick. Mark told her how good the food was and that he hoped she would kill a deer or two for their own freezer.Karine’s first bow season was a success. She had taken a deer and 2 hogs. David had taken 2 deer, 1 hog, and 2 turkeys. They had the kills processed and split the harvest.Mark told Karine even though he really liked the taste of the game and was impressed with the results of her first bow hunting season he was glad that that it was over since she would have more time available for him and. Phillippe shrugged. "Velma likes to see her ingredients."Charles nodded; it was a good answer. "All right, then we'll get on with it. The Wench, here, lost control of her throat momentarily yesterday, and vomited up Mr. Wilson's semen. All in all, she did a fine job; she just had this unfortunate mishap, after. I've invited the four of you here to assist with a little remedial training. The Wench will give each of you a blowjob; your job is to shoot down her throat, and hers is to hold it.