I felt a rush all over my body. This was amazing. While my ass was being grinded by two cocks while I shoved another throbbing penis as far as I could...down my throat. Every few minutes each guy would switch position but a no point did I not have two cocks up my ass. After a while I could feel my ass relax after being stretched. At one point both men pulled out and I could feel my ass gape. It must've been a big gape because two of them stood behind me admiring it whilst spitting in to it. I. Ron told her that he was going to call the Howell branch in Anchorage and have them get the gear back to Seattle. Ron confessed that he had been putting off the call to Sam Howell and couldn't tell her why. Brenda knew that the loss of Cal was eating away at him."Ron, you can't blame yourself for Cal's death," she said, "The plane crash wasn't your fault."They took their time eating and talked and just enjoyed being together.After they finished breakfast they walked slowly back to the motel.As. Their legs were shaky, but they moved back under the shower and cleaned themselves. Gobs of Brian’s cum leaked out of Becky’s pussy as she washed and massaged her mound.Brian turned off the shower and they stepped out, with Brian handing Becky a towel. As they were drying off, Sally came in carrying a cup of coffee. She was wearing a t-shirt and jean shorts.“Well, I hope you two had fun,” she said with a mischievous grin. She handed the coffee to Becky, who took a sip. After fucking her. ‘Yes, exactly. I’ve sent out a prospectus to potential investors but so far no responses. I’m not discouraged. I really don’t have a finished design for my concept, so that takes priority.’ There was something about the look in Georgette’s eyes that caught my attention. She was concentrating on what I was saying and not just paying polite attention to me. She was genuinely interested in my comments. That was something I didn’t expect. ‘Where do you see this concept being used?’ she asked, her.