Once done, I went to the wine cellar to retrieve a bottle of Laphroaig Islay Single Malt Scotch Whisky. Then I went and sat in the large leather chair...by the fireplace. After pouring myself a glass, I downed it all in one gulp. I lit up my favorite cigar, a Flor de las Antillas Toro. Pouring another glass and smoking the cigar I felt relaxed.As I poured, another glass there was a knock on the door. Going to answer I noticed that it started to lightly snow. It was the first snow of the year; we. They stood on either side of me, taking turns kissing me, and JD moaned as he put a hand up my skirt while Jerry fondled my breasts. The kissing was awesome. I felt passion running through me and I ventured inside their pants, feeling their hard, hot cocks. It didn't take long before my clothes were on the floor and we moved into the living room. I was told to kneel as they fished out their cocks and forced them into my mouth. JD’s eight-incher was awesome: so hard and his enormous head. " You think Dennis is?" Summer shot back."You were the one complaining about him," Tamara replied.Summer made a face but kept quiet. I was totally confused.Tamara must have noticed. "Dennis is the one that backed out of coming out to Colorado with Summer," she explained. "He thought he was God's gift to women." With some cause," Summer interjected."What cause?" I asked. "If he was a bad lover, I mean. Why would a woman want to be with him?" Because he's..." Summer began. She stopped short and. She said that she knew that you liked to see me in jeans and she knew that I was comfortable in jeans, but she thought that it was always a good idea to let your man she how feminine you can be. She told me that you men love to see us naked, but you also like to think about undressing us or just running your hand up under our skirts. And she said that because you are such a romantic character I should nurture that in you and remember to let your imagination run wild more often.” You paused a.