We order another round and Katie observes that its 11 p.m. and that we should see in the New Year back at Andrew's villa as it has a spa and is right ...n the beach, and so we will get a good view of the fireworks at midnight. Jamie and Andrew nod enthusiastically in agreement. I was suddenly suspicious of their intention. I looked at Amanda to see her reaction. She looks back at me with a gleam in her eyes. "Why not?" she says, "Let's go." It is a short walk to the villa with the three boys. The thoughts about what might be “just right” today swirled around in Laura’s head as she drove the windy Oregon highway, interrupted only by the chime of her late model GMC truck indicating its requirement for fuel. Laura had always been a “truck girl” and her lifted Red Sierra sported a rear window decal that stated “chick truck” so that anyone that cared to look would know the handler of the red beast was indeed the 120lb female driver.As she coasted to a stop in front of the pumps at fuel. Aur apne hath side me rakh diye main ek hath se uska chest shelane laga aur dusre hath se muth maaarne laga main zor zor se ladki ki tarah moan kar raha tha mmmaaahhhh aaahhh mmm oh ankit aahhhh achanak ankit ne zor e jhatke lagane laga aur mujhe gaand me kuch garam garam mehsoos hu se mera bhi paaani choot gaya.Ankit mere upar laet gaya uska lund abhi bhi meri gaand me tha maine usse apni baho me samaet liya aur apni taange bhi uske kamar ke aas paas lapet li hum thodi daer aise hi pade rahe. He twisted the bottom so her face was enclosed in come filled plastic. The babe screamed the bag filling her mouth spunk pressed in her eye sockets, up her nostrils and on her beautiful lips.The men had changed places the massive bald headed man holding her neck and bagged head the younger Latin man pushing his cock into her slit from behind.He was fucking up her now fucking hard doggie style; grunting with each stab the American vice like grip holding Lara’s head in the airless bag. She was.