On one ocassion, we went out for a drink with buddies at a well known bar downtown. On that particular day, I was wearing black pants, sandals and a ...ellow shirt which gave a good view of my beautiful breasts with a top tied to my back only by a bow as thin as a spaghetti. My back was completely nude. It was midnight at the restaurant and at this time my hubby was still busy playing domino game with his buddies while I was drinking at a table. After a few shots I was already pretty drunk. Feeling them shift inside me, I was wild with pleasure as one finally came out of my pussy, popping into your mouth. Slowly, you repeated it, sucking and digging with your tongue, pulling them all out, one at a time, until, as the last grape popped out of me, I came, so hard. Gently you licked up the juices, cleaning me up a bit, before sliding up and kissing me. Wrapping my arms around your shoulders and my legs around your hips, I could feel your hard cock pressing up against me through. I just didnt give a shit. Christmas was worthless if Lisa was mad, and she was key to pissing off the girls. I missed her already. I pulled out my phone, and it read nine oclock. Any day now, we can chill down here. I was anxious of what could happen, but flustered. It seems more and more now likely that this was all dip and my sisters fault. I hung there for about fifteen more minutes, then I went to look for everyone. Matt was showering in my parents floors shower, my sister was in my shower,. The staff handed me a box of food and something called a "Crew Leader's Copy." It was a schedule of everything that we were going to do this weekend. I gathered our crew together. We split the food and equipment between the eight of us. Then we packed it in our duffle bags. At 8:45am I directed the group to the pavilion beside the dining hall. This is where the training would start.We spent the morning listening to lectures about how to pack, map and compass, how to cook dehydrated food, bear.