"You send me some of the samples tonight, and I'll have the nitty gritty on Jeanne back to you before you're in bed tonight." "Sounds great," replied ...arocca. "Look for something in your in-box from me in a little while."Barocca sent him several ZIP files with over sixty explicit, topless shots of herself and Ebony. Nothing that showed what they were like between the legs nowadays, but still nice stuff. "If he truly comes through with the info on Jeanne, I may actually send out the other. She was an odd one, but he liked her. Plus, he mused to himself, there was the kiss that she'd avoided so far. Now it was a challenge; a matter of principle. "Come on, Langer, let's go grab a beer." Baxter looked over from buttoning his shirt. "It's early yet." "Excellent idea. Since you came up with it, you can buy the first round." Baxter rolled his eyes. "You are one cheap bastard, Lang." Brody just laughed. At the bar, they rehashed the game for a while before moving on. "So, Bax." Brody. It was delicious and soon I was suckling on her clit. She moved just enough for my tongue to cover the short distance from pussy to arse, which allowed me to penetrate her bottom. I was very happy and soon sensed her body stiffen. In order to encourage me to even greater efforts she gently dug her heels into my sides, as though she was riding a horse. I knew that this meant that squirting was coming soon so I clamped my lips round her pussy and took all Lynne’s pussy juice orally, without. The morning treks into the jungle became routine. Glen could spot a stump as well as anyone. The ‘Squawking’ of a crane or heron meant we were early and waking the birds. A few hunts had us racing across the river in first light trying to get set up as day broke. But for the most part we got good at making our way around the river in the morning darkness. ‘Bulla Bulla,’ Glen would whisper and we lowered into the boats camo cover. Taking four rods and staking them around the john boat and.