She felt something tugging at her hips and then she felt nothing at all.I couldn't quite believe my eyes when I saw her across the room. It had been f...ve years since I'd last seen her and the hatred that I'd thought that I'd finally buried surged to the surface again. I watched as she moved across the room and there was something odd about her movements and then I understood - she was drunk. A germ of an idea - a light bulb going off over my head - I turned to my companion, "Mason, how would. She stood perfectly still, and he thought he’d scared her until he looked at her face. She was grinning for the first time since he’d met her. “So, Lily Mae, you do know how to smile.” “So, Moe, you do have fire to gowith those rugged looks.” She smirked and reached again for the buttons on his shirt. This time she sneaked from one to the next. Button by button. Until the last one gave way. She shoved his shirt down off his shoulders and moved to his belt, slowly loosening it. As she bent to. “Oh yeah, baby,” the man whispered. I jerked him for several minutes before my own horniness really took over. I knelt down in front of that huge cock and licked the tip. His pre-cum was salty, but didn’t taste much different than my own. I have secretly tasted my own before, although by the time I cum, the urge to eat my own semen has always passed. “Oh please, suck me.” I opened my mouth and took him into me. He was too big to get him all in, but apparently I got enough, because only. Just as she'd figured, it was erect. "UGH!" She collapsed back to the bed. "It pains me to see! Can I at least stroke it for a few minutes, while I take a breather here?" No," he firmly responded. "I know how that slippery slope goes. The focus is entirely on YOU. This is a Tuesday, you know. This is your day." I'm very well aware of the fact that it's Tuesday; you don't need to remind me. But since it's my day, that means we can do what I want, right?"He cut in, "Oh, no you don't! I can see.