He was putting on the airs of a gentleman although all knew him not to be one.I stood up as they approached, and surprised them at how close I they ha... come without seeing me. They were not very used to being out in the forest and they looked hungry and tired. But hungry, tired men can have the poorest judgment, so I was nervous they might just shoot me dead.Trying to appear to be nice, I invited them into my summer camp. They looked around at the dozen or so large wigwams but didn’t really. It seemed like forever but it felt so good. I remember feeling how hard he was and I could feel the veins in his cock as he ducked my mouth. Just as I wondered how much longer till he shot his load he grabbed my head with both hands and unleashed the biggest, warmest and thickest load I’ve ever had, even till this day. I loved it. My mouth was full, the only thing keeping his load in was his cock. He moaned so loud and so aggressively I’m surprised his neighbors didn’t hear. He kept thrusting. Ambani. ‘Good evening, may I get you some more wine?’ Ava bowed her head and gestured to the half empty glass. Ms. Ambani looked at her with half-formed tears in her eyes and nodded affirmatively. Ava’s eyes widened with unspoken questions, but Ms. Ambani remained silent. Madison smiled, and for the first time, it seemed real and genuine. Ava looked beneath the table to see if there was an alternative reason for the glimmer of joy that lay there, but there was nothing. Ms. Ambani gestured. Ben can open his throat and basically pour it down without swallowing."I set my beer down and said, "OK. Fair is fair. So, what was the bet?" (Fully knowing what the bet was).Ben leaned back, flicked open his robe and said, "I think you know.".Scott took my arm and said, "You don't have to. We're just screwing around."I patted his hand and said, "No. A bet is a bet."I walked over to Ben, who was having a little trouble believing I was doing it. I smirked and knelt down in front of him. He.