"Damn statue has some kind of pin in it orsomething. It got my finger pretty good," Rick said as he pulled hisfinger from his mouth and looked at the...little wound on his finger.Meanwhile, the statue on the floor began to glow a light blue."Dude, what is happening to the statue?" Mike said.Rick glanced down and saw the blue light. It pulsed, each time gettingmore intense in color, until suddenly the light jumped from the statueand absorbed into Rick's chest. Rick ripped off his shirt and. Whatever it was, my mind started thinking the same type of thoughts I had been thinking for years, but I quickly discarded them telling myself, "It's not going to happen, if it hasn't happened yet." Little did I know. We decided on the Brew Tavern and had a wonderful meal. I kept myself to a maximum of a tall light beer, being the one who was driving. Kelli, however, had more than one glass of wine and wasn't drunk by any means, but was feeling pretty good. I could tell by how much she was. “Steve!” she said in surprise.“Shut up and cum in my mouth!” I teased, returning my tongue to her clean-shaven pussy.I grasped both of her butt cheeks and pulled her tight as I licked and sucked on her clit. Bethany put both of her hands on my head and pulled me tight. It didn’t take long for her to have her first orgasm of the evening, her juices running over my tongue. I stood up and French kissed her, returning the favor by letting her taste herself.I handed her a glass of champagne and we. Slowly moving back against her husband, she lifted her leg and her husband slid his erection into her pussy from behind. As he began to slowly stroke into her, she sighed with pleasure. “Mmmm. Morning, dear.”“Good morning to you, too,” replied Malcolm. “Sleep well?”“Delightfully. I slept the sleep of the well and truly fucked. You?” Caroline closed her legs, trapping her husband within her tight tunnel, and moved backwards against his chest.“Quite. But I think I still have a little strength.