Burt held up the stringer of fish and she,d already noted the birds we bagged laid out on the grass near our tackle boxes. “See you got some birds, ...oo,. Hope you got your licenses with you!” We also noted she wore a holstered revolver on her right hip. We showed her our licenses as she explained her father was sick so she was covering for the weekend and that she took no chances as poacher,s had no qualms about shooting even young females so she carried a .38 revolver her daddy taught her how. “And how do you come to that arrangement?” Caroline countered. She was the chief executive’s personal assistant at the firm I worked for in Trinidad. She was a Trini, but of British heritage, a century or so removed from the old country. She had a nice tinge of the local version of English, which was not just pronounced differently but used different grammar and even vocabulary, making it hard to understand some people.From Caroline’s mouth it was just a bit of local colouring and perfectly. Her eyes were still closed but she could still see the flashes from the phone cameras.Then just as Angie was about to cum she felt a mouth on her pussy and stubble on her inner thighs, and as the mouth sucked her clit her second orgasm of the evening hit her causing her butt to lift up. But the mouth went up with her and continued the assault.Angie didn’t know it, but by then over half of the people there were around her, some even stood on chairs, trying to have a look at the naked girl who. I watched the guy fuck her for a few minutes. I had a perfect view that's for sure. She started sporadically moaning and sucking then going back to stroking the other guy's cock. The guy fucking her was close. He was talking dirty. "Oh baby, I'm addicted to your pussy' and things like that. He grunted hard when he came still pumping her until he was done. I went out to the family room to think. My head was pounding and I felt sick. I heard my wife say "ok roll off I can't breath" then heard the.