Their spouses were off somewhere else in the house. When Brian announced he was going to cum, it was a loud, “Oh shit, I’m going to cum baby!” ...I dipped my fingers in deep to massage his prostate as his cock began to leak more hot delicious semen. He tasted deliciously. It was time to make him cum for me. He began to guide my head more tightly and fuck my mouth with abandon. I felt his cock begin to jerk and spasm before delivering a load against the back of my throat. I tried to pull back to. Erin smiled at him anyway. "Shirley temple. Driving tonight." Oh? Where're your friends?" The bartender stepped up and just looked at them. "Three Coors Lights and a shirley temple." $7.50." The guy put down a $20.He turned back. "Jay, by the way." Sandy. No friends." Erin took the drink. "Thanks!" She turned and walked further into the crowd. Drivers drank free, and the bartender hadn't charged for the wussy drink. It even had those straws that non-alcoholic beverages come with, signaling. "Usually, but not always, my dear. How it had been trapped, I know not, but trapped it was, and it had been geased to, once per day, answer any question put into rhyme. At first, she had used it to out fox those who opposed her or for advice on the best strategy for winning the loyalty of those who sat upon the fence, but once she’d grown secure in her power, her questions took on different nature." Jacob paused, lifting his glass to his lips and sipping at the rich tasty brandy, his eyes. This was too much for him to ignore.Unable to stand it another minute, he moved over her, his fully clothed body covering her warm soft form like a protective blanket. He could feel her shuddering helplessly out of control under him and, grasping her unresisting thighs in his fingers, he drew them up until the whole of her wetly throbbing vaginal slit was presented up to him in welcome sacrifice. He held them there a long tortured moment, then finally reached down to implant himself in the.