In the second drawer she found her panties. The pink ones, not her favorites. She rolled them in her palm, wondering how Billy had gotten the nerve to...sneak in her room and rifle her drawers. And then she noticed that the silken things were stiff. She scratched her fingernail along the whitish patch of something. Her lashes fluttered excitedly."Ohhhh," she murmured, "so that's what he used them for." Betty had an image of Billy jacking off with her dainty underwear wrapped around his throbbing. I almost came in my pants. I walked over to her and tried to see if she was wearing panties, and she just playfully slapped my hand away and said no touching until later. ?????? I asked her what she had in mind. She took a couple of hits off the bong and told me to put some music on and get some tequila shots, limes and salt. When I came back she took the shot from my hand and slammed it. Before I could react, she took my shot and slammed that one too. I stood there kind of in shocked, because. It was a fact that many people already knew. James and his cock-gobbling cumslut behaviors were world-renowned. As Dev pulled out of James’ mouth, he moaned in disapproval.James then whined and whimpered, “No fair! I love his cock and want his cock in my mouth 16 hours a day! I need his cock deep in my mouth!” Garima laughed at James’ demonstration of cock-slurping addiction.So Dev fed James his gigantic manly cock again. And once again, Dev power fucked James’ tonsils with undisputed. That way, when you’re in bed, dreaming of your sexy boss or the latest pop star, we’ll be working to our new, inebriated pace, and doing it with a smile on our metaphorical faces! A curry and lager for the boss upstairs means a damn fine party for us down here. I can almost taste them now: a freshly chewed Chicken Madras (Tikka optional), mashed-up Pilau Rice, all finished off with Keema Naan and washed down with a gallon full of Skol. Beautiful. And failing that, may I recommend a Sainsbury’s.