We both stood there naked as we fell back on the bed. Gretchen began to slowly lick and kiss every inch of my body from head to toe. She was an incred...ble lover!!Soon her kisses worked their way towards the neither region between my legs. Now I consider myself a skilled cunnalinquist but when Gretchen’s head went down between my legs I couldn’t believe what was happening to my body. Her long tongue licked my inner thighs, edging closer and closer to my throbbing pussy. She put her hands under. When he had finished, he got out of the car and one of the guys who had been talking to Derek, a complete stranger, climbed in on top of me and started fucking me. I didn’t complain, I just let him! He was smaller than either Derek or Brian, but I didn’t care; I was in heat and just wanted to be fucked! The car door was left open now, so those outside could see what was going on. When the guy came, his buddy took his place right away. In the meantime, more men had gathered, and were queuing up. They’re all smiling and laughing. That’s so rewarding to me – to see them happy with each other.”“Do you think they know what we’re talking about?”Joan shook her head. “No. They’re engrossed in their card game.”I laughed, “So, how do you think they’d feel if we started making out.”Joan got a devilish look on her face. “You have an evil mind ... and I love it. Let’s do it. Let’s even get sexual. They have sex; we have sex; why not flaunt it. Before our revelations, I was starting to get really. It was not over the downfall of the man, but over the defeat of the Napoleonic idea, that they rejoiced, and in this they foresaw for themselves the bright and cheering prospect of a revivified political existence.An old man, decorated with the cross of Saint Louis, now rose and proposed the health of King Louis XVIII. It was the Marquis de Saint-Meran. This toast, recalling at once the patient exile of Hartwell and the peace-loving King of France, excited universal enthusiasm; glasses were.