From their seats at the table, Debbie watched Oscar’s reaction with a grin. Georgia had handed out MREs to all of the students the previous evening ...eclaring they were the new birthday breakfast meal. She had told him that she was going to do it, but he had not believed her. He’d take her threats a little more seriously from now on.Not believing his eyes, Oscar turned around and saw that everyone was eating MREs. Dismayed, he said, “I don’t believe it.”Debbie rapped on the table three times and. For this to work we would have to find someone not too far from home, I suggested within an hour drive so we could drive to hotel book a room and have the massage then stay over and make a night of it. Started searching for suitable men and after some advertising on a swing site and with S reviewing profiles we eventually selected J who lived about an hour away.He agreed to meet up with me for a drink and to chat to explain what we wanted.I showed photos of S in lingerie and naked and he was. The two of them just sat there at least a foot apart. What a mess this is turning into. I wished I was home. At least Roger was funny. He had a seemly inexhaustible supply of jokes, good and bad. At times my ribs hurt from laughing.The after-dinner coffee was delicious. (After the horrible wine) I decided I was not going through with any of this, unless Steve and Maggie loosened up. But then I thought, why not one last try, before I jumped up and called the evening over. Reaching under the. She shudders, though I’m not sure if it’s from pain or pleasure. Duke licks her pussy a few more times before jumping up to mount her. He probes her inner thigh a few times, panting in her face. She shakes her head and tries to say something, but my grip on her throat is too tight. No sound escapes her lips. Duke hits his target and upon thrusting into her pussy, he buries himself to the hilt within her. Her body goes rigid, then limp. Liz has passed out. I release my grip on her throat,.