She turned her head and stared at him."Don't look at me like that, Spiderman, I'm not wasted, just tipsy." And with that she laughed and pushed hersel... onto her side and looked at him laying on the bed."I had fun tonight. I was hoping for more fun, but I guess there's plenty of time for that, right?"Greg didn't really understand but didn't bother to ask for clarification, he knew from experience that the worst thing to do when confronted by a drunk Jennifer was to attempt conversation. Instead. "That's it, baby girl. Lick my cock. See how hard it is for you?"It was very hard and getting harder as I traced the veins with my tongue and rolled my tongue around the head."Suck it," he breathed out, thrusting it in my mouth. I sucked it into my mouth and began to slide my mouth up and down it. I looked up at him and his aroused expression made me cream down my thighs."Fuck I can't believe you're sucking my cock and you like it," he hissed, pumping my face."I love it," I said and carried on. Rhys eased off his tongue but kept massaging inside her with his finger as her body shook. Eventually when the pleasure eased off she felt his finger slip free and he repositioned so they were nearly face to face.Rhys leaned in to kiss her and Cait allowed it, tasting herself on his lips. She draped her arms over his shoulders holding him close, locking eyes with him as she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind him. Receiving her message loud and clear, Rhys took his. “Hold it,” I told her. “I didn’t bring you back here for that, and it really wouldn’t be appropriate, I don’t think. I have other things in mind for you, and they are in the refrigerator.”The implant pinged me and told me that she has sent out hordes of people trying to find the recipe for the bar-b-que turkey sandwiches that she ate from the garage fridge at my house. I knew she couldn’t get Peach Nehi or Cherry RC Cola exported to where she lived, at least not without a lot of hassle.Bottles.