They were drinking beer and the girls were drinking shooters. I didn't know they were making mine with good old s. Carolina moon shine.I was feeling n... pain. I kept drinking them down and they kept bringing them. I fell asleep leaning against a tree by a fire while there were still a few of them there. When I woke up, there were only 7 football players and my husband there.My hands were tied to a branch above my head. My bra and blouse were gone, and I woke up to this sucking sound. Hubby had. Poli or Gensoniraet would be much better."But in summary, you have to visualize shaping plasm. There are basic exercises; first to learn to focus your mind, a type of meditation. There are breathing exercises and chants. There are even certain ways to control how you sleep which allows you to have shorter and, 'deeper' sleep. Eventually, you don't need any of this to focus — you just visualize the plasm in a certain pattern." It sounds like some sort of Eastern mysticism. Chants? Meditation? Is. She pulled my dick out of her mouth with a wet pop and quickly bent over the counter."Fuck me, you big cocked idiot. Fuck me like you fucked that lying little slut!" How could I resist an offer like that? I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock into her tight snatch. Apparently, it had been a while since she last got fucked too, as her cunt was basically sucking my cock more than her mouth had. I fucked her honey pot like a mad man, slapping her ass as she moaned and screamed for me to go harder.. She gasped in relief asshe realized I was out of the house."Oh my God, Nick your ok," Mom said and gave me a hug.I could feel her wrap her arms around me squeezing me tightly. My dadturned his head and he also breathed a sigh of relief."Thank God you're safe." He joined mom and then my sister in a grouphug. I was visually shaking in fear and pain. Not for just being caughtdressed as a girl but also for watching in awe as all of our memorieswere being whipped away by the fire. We all just held.