" I love you, Hitch ... best birthday ever, even with me bleeding..."They bagged two deer and a turkey that day despite the late start, and had settle... in late, planning to head to Mountain City at first light.Hitch was up before dawn, getting ready. The truck was tucked into thick grove just down the rise, hidden amongst the trees and covered with thick brush. Even in the darkness, he was able to slowly peel back the layers of limbs and foliage and by the time light started to show in the. She was supported by a pile of silken cushions and, as she customarily did, wore a flimsy white gown edged with purple. Her magnificent figure was clearly outlined through the thin material but Princess Venetia cared nothing for that. As the supreme arbiter of the State of Sythia, she could behave as she wished. In any event, Sythia was female-orientated. All the high positions in the Court were held by women. Men were of lower grade and had come to accept the fact. They were involved in. My tongue found the swollen nub and my finger the opening below. Her salty taste filled my mouth. Her hands on the back of my head pulled me close as her thrusting hips pressed her furry cunt into my face. “Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Oh my god, yes! Ohhhh.” My tongue licked her sopping wet slit, my teeth gently nibbled her flaps, my lips sucked her clit. Her juice and my drool dripped off her and puddled on the floor. She tensed and I knew she was getting close. My cock was like a hot iron. He wanted to know if she was alive. I told him yes, that she had just passed-out from too much Vodka. I asked him to help me carry her to our 3rd floor hotel room.He ended up taking her legs and I took her arms. We made it to the stairwell and the second floor before I realized that he was pretty wasted too. He almost dropped her a couple times on the way to the third floor. I then noticed he was looking up her blue jean skirt as he carried her. As we walked toward room 323, I noticed he now.