Every time I bought it up normal jokingly she always been stern when saying she just could not do it. She must be drunk or some thing, what if she is ...nd I do fuck her best friend, she hate me and her. My train of thought was soon lost when my cock was consumed by my wife friend. oh Ffuuckk! I cried allowed. Looking down watching the mouth iv never kiss travel up and down my shaft, looking up at me trying to smile as she gave me pleaser and god was she ever. She was sucking me like a pro. So we had to make sure we stayed in the basket and not get tossed out. I put that little bit of advice firmly in my mind for future reference! Then we were ready to go. Although we were told to hold on to the rope handles with both hands, Sue had one arm wrapped around my waist in death grip. With a few more long blasts of the burner and shouted commands to the crew to ‘weigh off’, we slowly left the ground. We didn’t know what to expect but I could not have imagined how smooth the take off. ..."Here we are on days j. I prepare myself. I usually dress in a rather provocative way. But I was very slutty and proud of myself. a very tight red tee shirt with a lot of cleavage, which had a hard time holding my big breasts ready to leap out at the slightest jolt. A very short skirt, which, if it hid my pussy, did not hide much from my big ass. Garter socks and my red heels.To really push vice, my husband asked me to get more beer from the supermarket near us. So I accepted, and here I am. “No, she has her hands full. What news have we of the rest of our men?”“We should be able to rendezvous with them in the clearing up ahead.”“Very well. Up the pace of our march and shift the heavy shields to protect our flank until then. We will draw the horsemen in, then trap them from all sides with our bolstered numbers. Send word for them to be ready,” Mordred ordered.“Aye!”*****Arthur watched as Mordred’s forces continued along their intended path, never once wavering in their pace and.