“The Marqués house isn’t far. We could walk.”“Well that’s good,” said Hermione, thoughtfully. “Anything else?”“He says the there is...just the butler and his wife there,” said Myrtle. “If the Marqués is entertaining they hire a couple of girls from the town.”“My word, you did do well!” Hermione told her.“I did well to escape with my virtue intact!” Myrtle grinned. “Are we having an adventure?”Hermione smiled. “Do you know I rather think we are. Now, planning.”The rest of their journey by the. I'd say it can't hurt to ask." Try it," Duane nodded. "Anybody who wants to get really shit-faced Friday night would have all day to sleep it off Saturday."Barbie, Wade, and Hannah also agreed quickly. "All right, no promises but I'll run it by him. I'll try to get to him before we're done unloading topside, so make sure you check in with me before you take off."Loading up at Diamond Creek Wash was nowhere near the fastest she'd ever seen -- that had been the time when Norma warned them of a. It was as though my fingers were dipped in smooth satin folds wrapped around melted wax. Her cunt juices boiled up inside her, as I slowly withdrew my fingers from her cunt. She craved for me to insert them again! I could see the frustration in her eyes, as I rubbed the cunt juices with my thumb. Not to loose the rhythm, I re-inserted both the fingers into her sex crazy cunt, and the thumb into her asshole. She gasped at that, held her breath for about a second and then closed her eyes shut, as. Marissa was sore, especially her shoulders, but it was a good sore.She stretched out and called Alan's name. No response.Trying not to move her arms too much, she stumbled out of bed and went into the bathroom. Her hair was a glorious mess. She was even sporting a couple of fresh hickeys on her neck and collarbones.The memory of the previous night's sex made her smile and blush at the same time.I guess I won't be working for the rest of the week, she thought with a chuckle. Or at least until.