It don’t matter what kind they are since you are going to cut them into pieces about the size of a hush puppy. You got that?”“What do I use for ...ait fish, bait nothing I have is working,” I said.“Pillsbury canned biscuits, you don’t cook them. They are for dough balls. Roll them with some pieces of a cotton ball. Then cover the ball with pepper. Bait a small hook with that and then fish near the entrance of a creek.”“Okay but what do I do with the cut bait?” I asked.“That you are going to turn. She hadn't played for years, and was giggling before we even started. We brought in a sizable square board and placed it in the middle of the room, and sat around it, taking an edge of the square each, and Lee did the honours of an initial spin.The game progressed fairly evenly through a number of layers of clothing, the idea being that whoever sat the closest to the direction the bottle finished up pointing would have to quickly swallow some more bourbon, and then remove an item of. "I know, honey," I said feebly. "It was me who thought it would be allfun and games." And wasn't it?" At first it was. Having you tie me up and tease me. And make me wearstockings." So doesn't it make sense that, if a little is good, a lot is better?And once you got me enjoying your naughty routines, would it be fair tome to just stop?" No. I didn't say that. But we could cut back." So you're going to dictate how much we can do? And what it willinvolve? I don't think so, love bug. No. . Amy turned around and was riding me cow girl style, Krystal was on my face grinding her sopping wet pussy into my face while they were making out above me. I must have died and gone to heaven as I blew not one, but two large loads deep into Amy's pussy.Amy pulled herself off my cock and laid down on top of me so Krystal could get to her pussy. With a new focus, she leaned over and started to suck my cum out of her friends wet and cum drenched pussy. This was getting me hard yet again and.