Can you do something for me?" She paused and looked like she was into heavy thinking. "I can play with you and get you off? I hoped she could do as ...ood as I do myself, so I told her to go for it.I'm naked laying on the table and the first thing I feel is beer being poured on my cock. She starts rubbing. If I hadn't started with a hard on, what she was doing wouldn't even get me hard. She played, poured on more beer, like beer was going to make me cum. We were getting nowhere. Finally, I told. Marcy could see this evening ending in tears if Bert wouldn’t take the hint.Unfortunately, the more he drank, the more ‘sociable’ he became. Karen began to use the others as human shields whenever Bert started getting friendly with her. Marcy filled this role more often than not. Considering the circumstances, Marcy didn’t mind doing Karen a solid, though she didn’t relish being so close to Bert, especially while wearing nothing but a bikini.After yet more drinks, Bert’s fixation on Karen. Her cunt sang with rich pleasure and the good feelings crept throughout her body as she began to strain up and revel in that rush to orgasm."I... going to have... to do it," she cried in distress. Big Sam had her going as well as Nelson had the other day - and why not - it was that magic prick that did it!"Ah, hoo, ah, ah, ah," she went as she climbed up the high hill to exquisite pleasure. She began to whimper as the plunging rod drove her right to orgasmic paralysis."OH, OH, OH," she. " "Well, when she does, just take a deep breath and recite the prayer," Pastor Mike answered. "Okay, let me see if I have it again." She heard a chuckle from Pastor Mike, a strange sound she couldn't identify, then Tommy reciting: "Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee...mmmm...what's next?" A pause, then Pastor Mike: "Blessed art thou *mmmph*" "Oh yeah!" Tommy interrupted. "Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus....Oh yeah, go.