We were beyond words as we hurtled toward a climax that would seal us as one, our moans, groans and cries an intoxicant that drove us on.I could feel ...y orgasm building, and I knew what I wanted, what I needed. Trying not to lose our connection, I picked up Merry’s small body and pulled myself up onto the car seat, while laying her onto her back.I took one last look around to see if there were any vehicles approaching, but none appeared. However, the effort made my cock flop out of Merry’s bald. ”“Hello, Betsy. This is a pleasant surprise. I was thinking of calling you. The investigation into the crash was completed, and I was exonerated in the hearing. I’m keeping my flying license,” Ben said.“The timing couldn’t have been better,” Betsy mused. She had called intending to have him fly out to the island. Inspiration struck, and she said, “I need you to buy an airplane that can make the flight from the mainland to Hawaii.”“I’ll look into it,” Ben said.Because of the time difference, she. It too was resting on three large flat stones, one placed under each of the three legs. Eli had seen stills before, back home in southern Missouri. He knew the workings of them; this was the one that contained the pure grain alcohol that would be cut with water and sold to the Indians.Taking the same long green pole, he lifted the pot and kicked the stone from under a leg. He slowly lowered the pole and watched as the strong, clear, foul smelling liquid ran across the slope, toward the mud hut.. Sid walked to Willie, stood over his lap with her feet at his hips facing him. Hands on his shoulder, she lowered her asshole on his cock, it slid in with her sinking down. Using her thigh muscles, she lifted and dropped fucking him. “hot Mutha Fucking Damn”, Willie hissed! She rode him 3 minutes, he bellowed loudly and Rock saw cum gushing down his shaft like white paint! “Best Damn cunt I ever had”, he grunted! In a minute he was shifting Sid on her back, folding her thighs back then.