Some of them looked very familiar. They looked just like the photographs. I'm sure it was supposed to be a dignified occasion, but it didn't work out ...hat way. Denise and I were mobbed by the three I knew, and just about kissed and hugged to death.The women were both still crying, but the man managed to say "Damn, are you a sight for sore eyes! We've missed you both so much, and we have so much to tell you!"He was crying too. Hell, we all were. I controlled myself, and made the introductions.. Ron began probing her pussy with his tongue and Darlene breathed harder and put her hands on the back of his head to make sure he didn’t pull away. That just encouraged him more and he started flicking her clit with his tongue, then sucked it into his mouth. Darlene couldn’t sit up anymore, so lay back on the desk and gave Ron all the access he wanted to her pulsating pussy.As he licked and sucked on her clit, he slid first one finger then two into her soaking wet pussy. A few strokes with his. Jim and I arrived at the party. I was wearing a very modest knee length gray skirt with a white ruffled blouse that was topped by a matching gray blazer. It was true business attire. I didn't want Jim's partners to disapprove of my choice of fashion. I had always taken great care to be polite and respectful of their beliefs. In short, I wanted them on my side.Once every one had done the obligatory socializing then they all settled back to watch the winning presentation. Slide after boring slide. The plane had stopped at the end of the runway, and both doors were open. Three men climbed out, all carrying long arms. I had time to identify an AK, and then I whirled to Sharon.“Get down!” I clasped her to me, and ducked down behind the truck’s left front wheel. Bullets thudded into the truck and camper, some of them shattering glass, and others tearing through the thinner parts of the vehicle. They were probably using hardball ammunition, and I prayed that none of the shots would go low and.