And then… then… he was inside me.He fucked me slowly. But hard. These little, shallow movements. Oh god. It as so good. I would gasp and he would ...ift his hand to my mouth. “Shh…" he would whisper. And then he’d thrust a little harder. It was so delicious. It turned me on even more, when I could hear people walk past the bathroom, talking and laughing, while I was trying not to cry out from him hitting my g-spot over and over again.He was getting close, I could tell. Speeding up, everything. Yolanda’s sister said, “Mom. Dad. Just accept that this man brought our sister and your daughter back home to you. We have never believed in a god or higher power, but David here is the closest I think any of us will ever meet while we still live. He survived multiple lightning strikes. Fire rescue pulled one of his best friends from a car. She was the definition of a meat sack. Her head flopped around like a doll’s head removed from the socket and only attached by a tiny piece of elastic. If. . Ayi……ayi…. ayi. Ah ayii…. To ayi ayi ayi ayi ayi ayi…..”And then a sudden jerking moment, she pulled her torso away from my mouth and fell on the bed again like she had to take a break from me to breathe, I knew this was probably her biggest orgasm and also perhaps me finally mastering the oral game. I made her Sploosh her pussy like a pro.Then, I danced around her and put a strip show for her and took my tee off, I went closer to her and kissed her, then got out of the bed, took my pants. He shimmied further up one of the limbs until he had a perfect view of the beach. So far nobody had moved. He was just starting to think perhaps they had already drank from the kegs and were now either passed out or ... well, he hoped it wouldn't become that bad. Suddenly, he could see movement on the beach. To his delight Beecher saw he was correct about one thing. He watched as each man would wake up and then went off in search of water to drink.It didn't take long before the men who drank.