The two hundred-twenty four inch Somy Quadragon, with its full stereo surround, filled the living room, both with sound and actual hardware. Displayed...currently upon its screen, garish chromatic canines were impossibly addressing each other."I am the red dog!" The crimson quadruped was announcing as if this certainly obvious informative tidbit was of earth shattering significance."And you are the blue!" It continued indicating its cobalt companion. "And together we are friends so true!" Amid. The sun was deliciously warm, the breeze comfortably wafting her mane.The boardwalk wasn't crowded; there were just enough admiring peoplemoving about to make it feel like the right place to be at the righttime. A group of deck chairs with a view of the ocean provided them withtheir destination. The five of them hadn't finished sitting down before avery eager-to-please young gentleman showed up to take their order.Margaritas all around.She looked at the beach, the boardwalk, her friends, her. Oh well, more sleep would fix that.I woke again. Four in the morning. Almost another eight hours. Damn.I was getting hungry. I couldn't move. It hurt too much. Why?"Aaaaah!" I twitched my arm over my mattress. So much pain. My body seemed to be waking up a little. I could just start to barely move. It hurt so much. I looked down to my wounded arm. It looked to be worsening. I was cold. Breaking through my aching muscles, I reached down to my feet and pulled my blanket over me. I would do. “Ben pull that cunt over the table for me,” Ted leered. Ben did as asked and figured there was a vacancy in Sammy’s mouth that needed filling. He used his other hand to unbuckle his shorts and shoved them down exposing his raging 10” dick. Sammy’s eyes bulged and she quickly licked her lips getting ready for that beast. Ben yanked Sammy’s head back and slid his pole into her mouth. She gagged as it went straight down her throat. Ted came up behind Sammy and nuzzled his erect member up towards.