I could not put my finger on it but I thought she had the hots for me. Our friendship was platonic and we had many good times together. But strictly p...atonic! I never took that extra step forward as she was my friend’s wife. One evening I got a call from her and while chatting on my cell phone, I walked into my dark kitchen from where I could look into her bedroom. She was alone and I presumed her husband was out. She was talking to me. But what caught my attention was that she had slipped her. I silently thanked Vanya Voronin for the practice, and managed to keep up with some serious Russian drinking.When the party wound down around 5:30am, the four of us got into the car, and Jessica drove us home. We delivered Jesse to his moms, and then Jessica, Kara and I went to bed. I set the alarm to get up to watch the Penguins with Jesse, and then quickly fell asleep.The third game of the playoff series was wild, with the Penguins taking a 3-2 lead into the final six minutes, and having a. Some time passed when she regained consciousness. She was in a medical bay, laynig inside of a medical restorator. A miraculous device that could heal everything. She heard doctors speaking besides of her."Her injuries were healed completely. There was also some minor cracks in her hip bone, everything healed by the device. To her fortune, we just got it working, or else she could have died, or remained crippled." Her injuries were bizarre. Still, looks like she was lucky that the penis was. Oh…Lorddd…Becky…I'm going to cummm all over the porch if you keep that up."I pumped even harder and faster."No you're not, honey. You are going to cum for your little Becky. You're going to shoot your wad in my hot little mouth. You're going to fill my mouth with your sweet, hot cum. You're going to shoot your jism all the way down my throat."Slipping off the swing, I knelt between his thighs. Grabbing his balls in my other hand, I squeezed them gently, massaging them. The huge vein running up.