That feels so good! Huh. Bet you like that. How're you liking getting fucked, huh?" He gloated. I spit the ball out after my tongue had run over every...inch of it and did the same thing with the other one.Darius turned and crossed his leg over my head. Now he was sitting up with my saliva and sweat-wet lips inches from his cockhead. "You're gonna suck it. Suck it like the bitch who made us lose the game!"I could feel Andrew start to stroke my legs as Marcus slowed his thrusting to not spurt in. “You make coffee the old fashioned way… in a coffee brewing machine rather than in k-cups.”“The coffee made this way doesn’t taste any better, but I just love the smell.” She reached into a cabinet and handed him a large mug. “I have some muffins if you’d like one for breakfast. I’m not one for eating much in the morning.”“A muffin would be great,” he said as he poured coffee. “Are you certain you want me to come over Wednesday? By then, you’ll have had someone with you for seven straight days.. That way, we could get cleaned up easier. We rolled it onto a tarp, and tied it to my saddle horn with a rope. Diablo handled the extra burden with ease. He did gripe about dragging it some.My new knife came in handy, and the messy job was soon done. The girls stored the meat, while I got a shovel and buried the 'leftovers', to discourage scavengers.Ann showed us how to use the CB radio, as she checked in with the parents. After that, she mixed some things in a big bowl. She said it was a. .. if she met the right man. But if there weren't any in Fairmount would she have to move away? No ... not going to happen. Her parents, Pete's parents ... they'd never forgive her for taking their grandchildren away from them. But in the back of her mind she began to think that a change of scenery, even a temporary one, might be a good thing."What's the matter, Brenda? You look down." The face her mother made told her that she wasn't just making conversation. It took her a few moments to.