"I think mom will either drive us home or rent us a room so why not. I'll drink to that," I said even though her bar whiskey was a far cry from my Gre...n dragon. I had finally exhausted all my stashed dragon. I had just a couple of fifths left at the house, then it was completely gone. I supposed I could find the things locally to put together a still, but it wouldn't be the same.Even so after the first couple of drinks it all tasted the same. The effect wasn't as mellow but I was pretty much. I'm making a small batch of chocolate chip cookies, quickly whipping together the ingredients. Realizing I'm out of sugar, and not wanting to go to the store, I slip out of my apartment and knock on his.The door is pulled open, and I force myself to keep eye contact as he steps into view, shirtless, a pair of running shorts clinging to his thighs. He's not so shy, eyes scanning my body, lingering on the tight, low-cut shirt covered in flour. I blush, eyes shifting to his chest, damp with. In no time I'm afraid I shot a great wad of spunk into her mouth, she swallowed every drop and continued slowly sucking for a further minute, my cock never went down with all this attention. I slowly eased off her plain white panties and knelt in front of her and slowly started to lick her pussy, her hand was on the back of my head pushing me gently into her pussy which was nicely trimmed and had some fair sized lips, I sucked on these gently whilst easing a finger into her hole, I carried on. .. Phoebe threw herself backwards in an automatic response to the sudden, shocking, pain. Her scream was muffled by the gag or it would surely have been heard even in the sparsely inhabited industrial suburb where she had found shelter. Red ridges marred the creamy whiteness of her large breasts.I stood over the trembling figure, whip in hand.She scrabbled at the remnants of her knickers with her bound hands, pulling at them until the ruined material parted. She spread her legs to show her.