.. oh... oooooh... stop... teas... ing... meeee... put... them... in... side... meeeeeeee... aaaaaaaaahhhh" Carmella groaned as Helga's talented finge...s found her clit and started the invasion of her cunt. "That's... it... that's... it... yesssssss!" Carmella leaned against the wall holding up her own skirt while Helga was jamming two fingers into her hot pussy, and with her other hand she guided Carmella's hand to her own throbbing clit. Helga moaned at Carmella's touch and moved forward to. My business ended and the rest of the business crowd flew home. Joan and I stayed. We decided to go to a local Cantina for dinner and fun. The place was near the resort and we walked to it. We got there a little after 8. The room was smoky and dark. It had a bar, dance floor and dining tables. There was Mariachi music playing. Joan had her new dress on and nothing else but shoes. We sat at the bar to wait for our table. We were served corn chips and salsa while we waited. The salsa was very hot. He felt thick inside of me. After about five minutes he came inside of me. I could feel his cum on my thighs. I still didn’t move. My body was exhausted and overloaded and slick with sweat. Then I felt yet another dick inside me. It was smaller than the first two so I assumed it was Ben, although I never turned around to confirm it. He slid in and out slowly at first. I wondered why he didn’t care that his dick was now covered with Jeremy’s cum. My pussy was soaked - partially from my. He looked to Marie: "Do you have any words of wisdom, young lady?" Don't be a target," she grinned back at him."Hmmmph!" Steve snorted. He forced himself to calm down; to think more clearly. No weapons and don't be a target are pretty much two sides of the same coin."Well, hell, that's it!" he exclaimed. "Pass that blasted coffee pot, will you? Jeezus, you guys, I'm going nuts trying to figure how we're going to stay alive another day without our weapons, and you two sit there grinning and.