“On my inner thighs, up to my stomach,” He stated. “Sorry, here, have some wine,” he said, smiling. I wanted to scream as I came. “Oh, fuck, Emily,” He screamed loud enough so that anyone who didn’t know I was fucking, knew now. I couldn’t wrap my hand around it; it was too fat. As Brad began leaking in my mouth and Josh bottomed out in me, I noticed movement to the side of me and, straining to see, noticed four hairy legs. “Alright, maybe Saturday night then,” He countered. “You guys look like you’re ready for bed already,” I teased them. His cock was inches from my mouth as I stroked the long cock. A MASH unit was set up in an area near where the blazes were being fought.
