In half a dozen thrusts, he was buried inside her to the hilt of his nine inches. Hearts moaned and writhed on the fake leather of the poker table, w...apping her legs around Nine, trying to pull him even further inside her. Spade was beating off openly as he watched Nine fuck her, Ace and Ten waiting to resume. She seemed preoccupied for the moment with Nine’s cock, leaving the rest of us to watch, along with King. “C’mon man, tap out,” Spade said, and Nine reluctantly backed away. Spade. . with Frank and Ernie's marvelous hamburgers and best vinegar soaked fries ... and you're trying to get the taste of the lake water out of your mouth.It could be worse.The lake was a sawmill pond for nearly a hundred years. Logs sank and the town sewage dumped in the lake for those hundred years. The turds reacted with the water and the logs and every once in a while one of those logs raised it's huge head and collided with something in the water ... like a hull or a skull.Yes, indeed .... She continued by pulling on the tuxedo pants, confident that they wouldfit her manly waist. She buttoned them up and she was right, perfect.She let out a now familiar masculine chuckle as she arranged her hiddenmember through the silk slacks. She then pulled on the plain T-shirt,her muscles stretching the fabric nicely.Quickly she slipped on the black socks and stepped into the shoes, justlike Christian Bond had done earlier. The tuxedo shirt and jacket wouldhave to wait as more had to be done. The turn-off was easier to see from the other direction, but the overgrown “road” was barely wider than the Cruiser.“Are you sure this is the right place?” Kendall asked.I nodded with more confidence than I felt. About a mile up the track, the woods finally opened onto a field of tall grass. An old oak tree stood in the center of the field on a small rise.I parked the car and got out. Kendall grabbed the little cooler and her duffel bag from the back, while I took the picnic basket and blanket..