” “I can definitely use it,” I said. I lifted the glass and drank more deeply in an effort to drown my anger. The alcohol seemed to mingle with ...he fire in my gut…but you know what alcohol does to fire. Instead of feeling better, I was beginning to feel inflamed. The bartender slid a second drink into my hand as I was polishing off the first. I inserted a straw into that one and sucked it down quickly from the bottom up. My brain was starting to feel fuzzy, but I was lucid enough to notice that. My cunt tightened on those digits as the pleasure surged through me. I whimpered and squirmed. My eyes rolled back in my head. Their fingers felt so incredible. They made me shudder. My eyes rolled back in my head. My body trembled.“You wonderful sluts!”“We're such sluts!” pink-haired moaned.“Yes, yes, yes, we are, chica,” Martita groaned. “You're going to breed us all!”The girls whooped in excitement.And set me off. My pussy spasmed about the probing fingers. My asshole writhed about. "Cathy reddened and Mioki could see the first sign that Cathy resented Darius having Mioki all to himself for the last several nights."However, as enjoyable as it was, I found myself drawn back here... to you." To me?" asked the blonde, her heart quickening."Why not?" asked Mioki. "After all, even though I have only known you for a short time, you have shown a caring concern for me, you've been thoughtful and considerate and besides... you're very attractive." Why don't I fix us some dinner,". For four years now, with our increased expertise at making springs and small pieces for intricate machines, I worked, off and on, at making a clock. The first one that I felt was reasonably accurate went into a tower in the castle in Valencia where everyone who passed by could see it. It sat only a hundred feet or so from the gorgeous, intricate water clock plundered years ago from Rome.The second one went in a tower overlooking the port. We installed the third in the Clovis Palace in Paris..