He must have been freezing.Summoning the imperious tone of command that Mother had taught me, I spoke with him sternly, giving him little choice but t... obey. "Take them off, Jacob. Then come over here." But Miss Lucinda..." Hurry up Jacob, before you freeze."He did. I was weirdly proud of myself. He stood there and removed his peasant clothing, right down to his shorts. He hesitated then."Mistress, I'll get in serious trouble." Don't be ridiculous. Get them off!" Yes, Miss."I was a little. I drunkenly undressed and climbed into bed wondering what the hell I was doing and how stupid this was. She flicked the light off and undressed down to her bra and panties and climbed into bed. I was too drunk to do a thing and didn’t even touch her, I just drifted off into a drunken confused sleep, glad that I was incapable after all. About an hour later I suddenly woke up in the darkened room with a start and was instantly and vividly aware that Alison was lying next to me in just her. I need you baby." she said a little louder. "Are you sure?" he sucked on her neck. "Yes. Yes! YES! I need you to fuck me, please." Without another word, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to her room. He set her down on her bed and took his pants off, then he got between her legs and slid right in, she was so wet. "Your pussy feels so hot, mom. Does my cock feel good inside you?" "You're so big, baby. I love the way you feel. I want to feel your cum inside me. Fuck me, Tom." she. I've kissed all three into unconsciousness a dozen times but that's all I am to them, an open bar with no tab, and to me, they're just three of the most enthusiastic, creative, passionate, and beautiful kissers I've ever met, and that's all they can ever be. We have an arrangement, the four of us, I kiss them till they're hammered, and they make sure I enjoy the process. That's it, that's our deal, kisses-for-wine basically. That's no kind of romantic relationship. What do I want in a girl? Do.