It was our last night and we were all having fun and too much alcohol, when I noticed Victor was almost passing out. Poor hubby could not even stand u....Alba and Jon convinced me to go back to their room and continue our chat there. He helped me to carry Victor and we went there.Alba served a last round of margaritas and soon I leaned back on their bed. I passed out and later I felt someone was sliding my yoga pants down to my ankles.I than realized someone was licking my pussy lips… and very. It was her fault that the dog had such a lovely big hard-on, she knew, and she felt that she was obliged to relieve the faithful dog. She knew that it must be agony for a doggy to have such a stiff prick and such swollen scumbags, with no place to empty them. Not having hands, a doggy couldn't jerk himself off, of course--but Catherine had hands, and those hands were tingling for a touch of dog meat. She was rationalizing again, as she had when she had decided to let the dog lap her pussy,. That costs money, and we don’t have any.” – Erik Russell / Georgia Southern“The man who complains about the way the ball bounces is likely to be the one who dropped it.” - Lou Holtz / Arkansas - Notre Dame“When you win, nothing hurts.” - Joe Namath / Alabama“A school without football is in danger of deteriorating into a medieval study hall.” - Frank Leahy / Notre Dame“There’s nothing that cleanses your soul like getting the hell kicked out of you.” - Woody Hayes / Ohio State“I don’t expect to. This was the exact position she had dreamed of being in since shortly after her first encounter with Peebee. Sara’s hands touched the floor and her bare ass was propped up on the Peebee’s legs, giving the asari a perfect view of the pathfinder’s exposed nether regions, a vision which Peebee was all too delighted to take in. Sara was similarly thrilled to have her most intimate parts exposed for the asari’s perusal.Sara relished the skin on skin contact as Peebee’s hand glided over the surface.