I was – gotta survive, you know. I didn’t have any place to take him so I recommended a by-the-hour dive south on Jeff Davis Highway. It’s safe ...nd clean enough, but definitely not fancy. I think Bill wanted a GF experience because he started out real slow. We were standing up in an embrace, him leaning back against the dresser. Soft kisses, rubbed my back and shoulders in a light embrace. Man, I was getting turned on myself. He was respectful of me, unlike so many other MFs, but a little too. Grif made arrangements to fly down for Thanksgiving to do some goose hunting with them. When the Samuels finally left, Grif got back to his duties of running the lodge.(August 9, Norton Sound, over US Territorial waters)Rudy was flying two guests out over Norton Sound when he spotted six large fishing trawlers. When he approached the ships, for that is what they were, ten miles offshore, two of them uncovered machine guns hidden on the deck and began firing at him. At the sound of three loud. There was so much cum in his big cock.Sara was screaming by this time that she was cumming. Her whole body shook, and the look on her face was one of pure lust like I had never seen. She looked me in the eye as she was cumming. She later told me that she had never felt like this in her life. Ty pulled out, and Sara was still sucking the guys on her left and right.Another black guy laid on his back, and two guys lifted Sara on top of him. She straddled his big cock which was at least 12 inches,. Dusk came and went and it was still getting worse. The GPS was still working and was showing me that I was still about thirty miles from the outskirts of the city. An hour and a half at my present twenty miles an hour. The wind was picking up and the snow was beginning to drift. Things were really starting to look grim when the front bumper started occasionally plowing snow. I had no shovel in the car and did a mental inventory of things in the car and concluded that I had nothing I could use.