Uuuuhhhhmmmmmm! Um! Um! Ummmmm!" After kissing and cuddling as they recovered, Dot told Marsha to get up and sit on her face. Marsha got on her knees ...nd straddled Dot's face. She parted her pussy lips for Dot to get good access. Marsha could feel Dot's tongue and lips devouring her clit as she straddled her friend's face. She moaned and slid her pussy all around Dot's wet lips, chin, and tongue. After another quick and quivering orgasm, Marsha quickly shifted her position. She lifted one of. In Toronto there were usually only two or threesignificant snowfalls a winter, messing up traffic for a day, and thentaking another two or three days for the works crews to clean up thestreets. Then there would be a warm spell, and the snow woulddisappear. Dale said that in his youth there had been snow on theground all winter, but River didn't remember it. Global warming,probably.But north of Lake Superior, snows came and snows stayed. In St. Mary'sthere were works crews that tried to keep the. As people worked on their sandwiches and cans of soda, Crystal spent a lot more time going over the orientation to get people set for the river, and warned them there would be another go around when they got into camp. There were things she'd go over again as needed, she told them.Soon, they were back on the water. After running a couple miles more, they floated under the twin steel arches of Navajo Bridge. "And that really is the last we'll see of civilization for a while," Scooter told her. Dad hadn't noticed, he was too busy drinking and staring at some coeds at a big table near our booth. To be honest, I couldn't blame him. They were hot, all of them in halter or crop tops, and wearing shorts. Two blondes, one lighter than the other, a redhead, and another with short black hair. Their boyfriends didn't seem to be too happy with dad's attention, but they didn't say anything, just gave dad dirty looks. I turned back to my sisters. "Okay, spill it, what's up?"Carmen shook her head,.