My back was arched and his hands were full of my buns as he fucked me down like a cheap ho. I was a little ashamed at how loud and slightly effeminate...my moans were but knew that I had gone past the point of pride. He pulled me back, pushed me down so I was flat on the bed and rode me hard, trying to really dig that dick deep into me. In a few minutes, the hand he had firmly on the back of my neck squeezed tight and I could feel his whole body tense up."Awww! Yeah boy, take it!" he shouted as. It was a sensational feeling. She was quite surprised to see my six-pack abs. She pulled me a bit closer and kissed all over my abs and chest. I brought her face closer to mine and kissed her lips passionately for a minute.“Not your first kiss, just as I expected,” she said. I pulled her forward for another kiss. This time, I used my tongue. She reciprocated with her tongue. In the meantime, I lifted her dress which only covered her thigh till her ass, and slapped it.She broke the kiss to say,. “Groovy! So, we can keep making the scene?” the hippie exclaims happily. “Yeah, we started working on it, so might as well get the job done,” the stud replies nonchalantly. “But…we really need to tell Aaron about this,” he adds quickly. “Yeah, you’re right…it’s not fair to Aaron…do you want to tell him, or should I?” the hippie asks. “We can both tell him. I’m just not sure how he’s gonna react. He’s still young…he’s still got a lot to learn,” the stud replies. While trying to sound cool and. By the time I started on the second bottle of Bourbon, I could hardly move, but the words were making more sense and the pictures lasted longer. Many were pictures of my team in places where we had operated, I eventually realized. The words had also started to not only be understandable, but to have meaning.After a time and more Bourbon, I recognized the words as spells in a foreign language. Eventually following even more time and Bourbon, I recognized the language as Gaelic, but wasn’t sure.