. no sexual hang-ups... and whatever, always the come-clean truth between them after... no secrets?Damn her... damn her! If he didn't love her so much...it wouldn't matter, but he did, though for the life of him, at that moment, he couldn't imagine why. Had Maggie... that spellbinding, wanton woman... Christ, she'd all but sapped the goddamned marrow from his bones... but had she only agreed and joined him in making Carol's and Max's suck-circus a foursome, he'd have gotten in a few licks of. It literally, had to be almost eleven inches in length. I took his cock my mouth. There would be no way I could deep throat him, so I didn’t even try. He moaned as I wrapped my lips around the end of it and worked it into my mouth. He was not only long, but thick as well. It didn’t take long and I knew he was ready. I slipped my black panties off and spread my legs as I sat back on the bench seat of the golf cart. He silently slipped the tip end of his cock up to the edge of my pussy and worked. "I'll just come up and hang out while you pack."I went up the stairs with Jen on my tail, still trying to goad me into playing around by pinching my butt on the way up the stairs. I swatted her hand away. Jen sat in there with me for the 15 minutes it took to pack and we chatted about nothing in particular.By 11:30, Collette and I had said our goodbyes to Jen and were on the road. My headache had subsided and the haze was a bit less overwhelming. The flight left at 4PM and we had just enough. "Scott said, "Since you're buying the beer and I'm getting another one, I'll indulge your request." He went and got another and asked if anyone needed anything while he was up.Joyce said, "The only one left is the head shop. I don't even know what that is."Heather said, "It is a place that sells tie dye, incense, and all kind of other hippie junk so they can sell bongs and pipes for smoking pot as well."Joyce said, "Is there even a head shop in town?" Yes," came from three of us, and Heather.