“You okay with me pounding you?”“Heck yeah.”As he pounded my juicy ass, I sucked off Zach, who was a ten inched. I couldn’t fit it all in my...mouth at once, so I took small sucks here and there. I then snacked on his pale stomach, while Brian continued to pound me harder. This went on for an hour. Everyone got sucked, rimmed, kissed, and pounded by each other. In the end, we collapsed in bed, making out slowly as we drifted off to sleep.At 7:00, the next morning, I woke up, tight in Brian’s. "I'm sure she'd love to practise with Maria."It was a good thing I'd been rehearsing my Maria voice.= = =I made steady progress through the week. I developed a routine: putin a load of washing; clean a room (working from the top of the housedownwards); take the washing out and put it in the tumble-dryer orhang it outside if the weather's fine; put another load in; cleananother room; and repeat. I got a great deal of satisfaction atseeing a sparkling clean bedroom or a tidy pile of. In fact, unless he got some help, he wouldn’t even be able to take care of his wife. Luke was working furiously for he desperately wanted to get back to his wife because he didn’t know just how long he was going to be gone for this mission. He first went through and inventoried all the army’s supplies. That took an hour or so. Then he had to make out requisitions so that he could either buy supplies locally or have them brought up from York. That done he went and checked on the soldier’s. Usually, it wasn't enough to be of practical value,but it was great for playing pranks. So maybe I was sick and maybe Iwas cursed. Great. But no one had owned up to cursing me."Hey, man, you gonna eat that meatloaf?" Dustin asked me from acrossthe table."Uh... no," I replied, pushing the plate in his direction. I justwasn't hungry."Thanks, man," he said, stuffing half a slice of meatloaf into hismouth at once, leaving only a small corner of his mouth unblocked.That was where he stuffed a slice.