.. check the sails for tears. If the seam was more convenient to sew on the hand crank Singer a sail change was made.It was impossible to repair the a...emometer. Even if they had had cups, the drive cable had welded itself to the outside shield. The entire weather station would have to be replaced. That had to wait for Hawaii.David headed for the basement to brew more beer. Andrea headed to the garage to work on car parts. Since both basement and garage were in the engine room, the two of them. They smoked some fine Lebanese hash. They were all very high and her pussy was dying for sex when they got there. Uncle Jim had kept aside some coke so she could have some more when the first bit wore off. Besides he wanted to fuck the socks off her tonight and watch many others fuck her too. They arrived at the club and went in and got their box and went to the lounge to meet and greet everyone, who surprisingly they knew from other parties mostly, though there were a few new faces. Uncle. He did just that and entered her ass from the front this time. Suresh was not finished yet. Now Suresh was letting his prick choose the hole it wanted to tear apart. He would pull out and push randomly and sometimes he would enter the ass and and other times the cunt. She was at the height of eatacy and groaning hissing and shrieking at his every push not knowing which of her holes would be ravished and when.‘Come into me now you son of a bitch. You sadistic devil…. Why are you not ending this. Wouldn’t know what it is like to have such beautiful people in my bed!’ She lowered her lips to Bonnie’s and kissed her softly, sweetly and Sydney felt his body react to the sensuousness of the kiss that seemed to make the skin of both of the women begin to glow in the soft lighting of the bedroom. Bonnie growled as her hands found Sydney’s stiffening cock and Kelsey’s wet pussy. Pushing herself up she sat between the two of them, tossing the light covering off the bed as she did. ‘Touch me,’.