By the time the game ended Jan was two-and-three-quarter sheets to the wind, and as horny as all get out. Bill saw all the signs. "Would you like my f...iends to fuck you?" he asked."That would be nice," she answered in a playful voice."Then go up to each of them, take their cocks out of their pants, suck on it, and beg them to fuck you." She was just in the proper mood to do as her husband said. She sucked the cock of each man and asked him to fuck her. She went back to her husband. "Happy?" she. He supported an erection most of the time, with his sister half-naked. His mother's braless breasts swaying and her nipples poking against her white cami top.The whole day was frustrating for Tommy. He couldn't get close to Amber, except for once and not for long. They had a cuddle, and Amber got her hand inside Tommy's pants and held his cock.She told Tommy not to worry, "Somehow, I will work this out. I need your beautiful cock back inside me," Amber told Tommy while she stroked his. While holding hips he touched my navel. He could feel only half of the navel. He told you naughty you wanted to hide that from me. Let it be . I know how to expose it. I finished a round felt little alcohol inside me. He told the next round is going to be little different. He told I will gulp the whole glass of wine you have to drink it from my mouth.As I was drunk I obliged. I lied on him started sucking from his mouth. His hands was pressing my beautiful ass. I drank fully and felt drunk. I couldn’t help but chuckle.“Yogi? Is he smarter than the average bear?” I fired back, sure that my wit would win me some Brownie points.“Huh? Bear?” she had an angry look on her face until she figured out my joke. “Oh. Yogi Bear. Cute. He’s a yoga master, so he is known as a Yogi. It’s a title, you know, a sign of respect.”“Yes, I know what a title is,” I replied, then went on, giving her my very best attempt at a Yogi Bear accent, “Whatever you say Boo-Boo.”She rolled her eyes and shook her.