Saturday! I’m so messed up, what when wrong?” The fleshly and over-sexed 23 year old whispered in her head. A faint and feeble flavor of crotch an... cum stuck in her throat like the seasoning of a Christmas goose. The taste vivid on her dry lips; the memory muted by the rounds of rum. Tricia Saratopia, an attractive and confident deli clerk from Hampton, New Hampshire stirred about, shifting uneasily in her bed slowly; almost slow motion, touching her face and her closed eyelids with her finger. Time after time the blows fell, as he did his utmost to get me to release.In the end I think it was his blow to the side of my head, that finally separated the ragged piece of tissue that was still in my mouth with the stub that remained attached to him. Unfortunately that same blow finally robbed me of my consciousness and I knew no more.I awoke with the mother and father of all headaches. The room was dark and I could hear a regular beeping. Being the genius I was I decided that I was in. But not before I got his friends number, and yes, I asked him for it, even pressed my tit against his forearm as he wrote it down for me.When we got home, sucking turned into fingering, licking, and finally fucking. he fucked me most of that night, even when I fell asleep, I think, he's average dick size, about 6", but he has a lot of stamina. I'm pretty sure Bill knew what happened, as he was a bit stand offish next day, when I finally woke up. I'll fix him up soon. :) :) Jack however is a. Black. 2-inch heels. I stepped into them and although they pinched a little, they fitted quite well. I felt slightly off-balance. "Can I look yet?" "Soon. Just a couple of finishes and you'll be ready." She sat me down on the edge the bed, making sure I smoothed the dress before doing so. She put a string of pearls around my neck, and a bracelet on my wrist. She made do without earrings, as she didn't have any of the clip-on variety. The final touch was the wig, which she produced from a box.