30 and .30-06 cartridges and a box of slugs for the 12-gauge shotgun, which Richard had never seen. The “hunting party” was to be made up of Ferd,...Richard, Janey, Al, and three natives – Joshua, Caleb and James. Al would carry the “brand-new” Mossberg pump action shotgun. Richard, Ferd and Janey each had Remingtons, Richard opted for the lever.Their gear and tucker was on three pack horses, as they expected to be away for up to two weeks.Once Ferd got us started, Richard understood his father’s. It was a busy weekend in Vegas. As a result, the elevators were being guarded by security. They were only letting people into the elevators who had a room key. I sat back down at a nearby slot machine and I texted the couple that they needed to come down and get me. I sat there for about 30 minutes and got no response. I figured the couple got last minute cold feet. I was about to leave when I noticed that the elevators were unattended. I quickly darted into the elevator and headed up to their. She choked and could not talk. Only whimpers of protest came out. Eventually he let the mother load go. It felt like a litre. He plugged her nose and forced her to swallow as much as she could humanly possible. The excess spilled out the sides of her mouth down her face. When he was done he wiped his large shiny dripping cock head in her hair. She was a mess. The next two guys without missing a beat picked her up effortlessly and raised her into the air. One in front and one behind. They. I had been masturbating and reading porn so much before this night that all I had imagined was that I wanted “sex”. I had no real idea what that meant, but I knew other girls had “sex” and I wanted to have “sex”. Then John started kissing me and the bliss and the tingles started and I forgot all about sex. I had my tongue in his mouth and I never wanted it to come out. I didn’t want “sex”. I wanted this; this perfect moment. While we kissed and I rubbed my hips grinding them against his thigh.