Hey there sexy! A harsh, slightly slurred voice called, How much? He could hear dumb laughter and other stumbling steps now. Great, a bunch of drunk g...ys, just what he needed. Not&hellip,for&hellip,sale. He managed past the agony threatening to rip his consciousness away. The staggering steps got closer, Oh come on, we see you whoring at the bar all the time! How much? Under normal circumstances a few drunk guys were less than a problem for Darius. He could handle three sober guys without. “We have sleeping bags.”“On the cold, hard ground?” He bent over backwards, like his back ached. “With bears? And wolves? All drawn to our poor cattle?”She didn’t know if he was kidding or not. His face was straight and his voice was the only thing that suggested he was teasing her.“Of course,” he went on, “If we slept in the same sleeping bag ... then I guess I could protect you from the varmints.”She giggled then. “There aren’t really any varmints ... are there? Tell the truth!”“Well...” he. First she touched the head with the tip of her tongue as if trying the taste. Then licked it uncertainly. With every second she became more and more passionate about the shaft in her hand, rolling her tongue all around it. Finally she opened her lips and took it deep into her throat at one go. I almost came, as I have never had a blowjob before! I was in heaven!Meanwhile I put my hand under her skirts, caressing her soft bottom and my fingers started to move up and down her crack, finally. Davis said, ‘Annie, is there anything I can do for you?’ I shook my head ‘no’ for the umpteenth time and went back to staring at a book I just can’t get into, and it’s by one of my favorite authors. When we arrived at London’s Heathrow Airport yesterday, Suzanne picked up the book to keep me occupied while she visited John Berger’s laboratory. Mrs. Davis keeps looking at me like I’m supposed to want her to do something. The English company that supplied her probably has a list of things their.