"This is my pussy now, isn't it?" Eric asked her, stepping his pace as her pussy opened some more with her spreading her legs further."Uhh, yeah," Car...ie said, nodding as she felt her second orgasm appear on the horizon. It wasn't close, but it was definitely approaching."Whose pussy is this?" Eric asked her."Yours," Carrie said automatically, her orgasm taking a step forward at the acknowledgment."That's right," Eric grunted, a drip of the sweat congregating on his forehead running down over. She staggered into her bedroom and opened her still packed suitcase. She found her green and pink pills and swallowed them quickly. She removed her clothing and went to her shower to wait for the pills to take effect. By the time she left the shower she felt like she could function around the pain. By the time she sat on her rocking chair on the back porch, nude but for her baseball cap, she felt as good as she would ever get. Her coffee, her view of the pretty little lake from her porch, the. I watch the movie on the screen as the conversation that was happening when we entered has been replaced by a young guy groping an older woman's breasts. From the dialogue, I gather she's supposed to be a friend of the kid's mom. They start kissing and the groping gets heavier. I shift my attention to the couple a few rows in front of us and can see them kissing now. I look back at the lonely guy behind us and he's also watching the couple. He suddenly looks in my direction and notices me. Dinner was great. Joe had roasted a chicken with vegetables and served it with mashed potatoes and gravy. She opened a bottle of wine for dinner. Aaron started to get very drunk and I thought he wasn't going to last much longer than dinner. When Joe put cheese on the table, Aaron went into the master bedroom to go to the bathroom. Joe and I talked and forgot how long he was gone. Joe asked me where Aaron had gone and we went to find him. He was passed out on the couch in the living room. He was.