All we need to do is sit tight until they come through.’ ‘How long will that be?’ ‘Depends on how bad things are. Anything on the radio?’ Sh... had been fiddling with it. ‘All I can pick up is that this is a major unexpected storm. They aren’t saying how bad the roads are. How about that side road a couple miles back?’ ‘Most of those are just logging roads that go up into the hills a few miles and dead end. See, that one’s not even on the map. Heading up there will just make things worse.’ She. I agreed and we then both thought of Dave. She giggled and said " I can't fucking stand up !" her legs had gone to jelly . I lifted her up and sat her on a wall . I did my trousers up and got my white jacket off the floor , It was soaking wet with her cum , there was a huge patch of goo soaking all the way through and grit and dirt on the back of it. It looked like Slimer off Ghostbusters had been there . I took my wallet out of the jacket she said "Shit ,I am sorry, that was an expensive. " When I saw Jim slump I tried to yell at them but of course it was impossible. Shortie finished his fuck soon after and Soushi put down her whip and replaced the gag. Clapping her hands and dancing with glee she spoke animatedly to the others in her own language. There was no doubt she was delighted in her performance.Paulette was Lanky's prize. He chose a thin cane and started at the back of her thighs. This time I could see the marks as well as hear her screams and pathetic pleas in French.. My wife has a quick look around the room and with confidence in her voice, shouts, “Okay… Let’s do this.” She walks directly over to the man sitting to the right, John following right behind her. My wife stands in front of him. He starts caressing her thighs, with his hands gliding over her stockings. Moving further up her legs, he makes a brief introduction, “I’m Pete.” John lifts Jacqueline’s leg and places it on the lounge. She lifts the front of her skirt, exposing her crotchless.