You continue to work the member up and down through you mouth. Even making a lip locked sound as you let go of the head of his cock.You stand to see h...m just open his eyes. It’s those damn eyes again. This time they have a hungry look to them. Like he wants to devour you in erotic blissfulness. The water cascades over you both, he reaches his fingers and slides easily into your warm opening. “Mmmmm, I see you are a bit damp there as well. “What are you going to do about that?” you challenge to. Their TV worked intermittently so we gradually realized we were in for the long haul, outage wise. Other than the heat, the TV and one or two lights, they kept the house dark. They had my 5 gallon gas container to help. Cell phones were being charged in the cars, but they weren't much use because service was out. I was going to sleep in their spare bedroom. After dinner, we settled into an evening of conversation, snacks and wine. We had already given up on trying to keep masks on in the house.. At the far end of the room was a dais with a small but unmistakable throne on it. David went to the dais, mounted it and sat down."Well?" he asked Kamal Qumsiyeh, "What do I do now?" If you would indicate to the major-domo, then all will be permitted to rise," advised the old man.David looked in the direction he indicated and saw a small man dressed all in black carrying a large mace, so large that it seemed he would not be able to lift it properly. It was only later that David learned that. One of these chaperones happened to be the mother of two of the students on the trip. Her name was Becky. An auburn haired wife of a deacon, and soccer mom to her c***dren. Becky was very attractive for a woman in her early 40's, with fair skin and a hint of freckles, with a nice round plump butt and breasts that balanced her out on top. Her daughter, Kelsey, was a junior in high who favored her mother, but of course was not as developed. However, what Kelsey did possess was young, firm, and.