And yes, I know about different metabolic rates, which is why I allow two or three hours, PLUS an hour per drink. And that’s if I’m eating. I can ...ount on one hand the number of times I’ve violated my rule. And guess what? Permissiveness of the law lets me do that and judge whether I’m sober or not.”“Says the most extreme libertarian we know!” Kara laughed.“There is no right to drive intoxicated. It’s the epitome of causing harm. And our friend not being here with us physically is proof of. ” Daddy Joe was drinking my juices. “Jesus, you have the sweetest tasting pussy. I can’t get enough of this.” Daddy Joe continued licking my pussy. His tongue pushed through my pussy lips. He was tongue fucking me deeper and deeper. I was pushing his head further into my cunt. “Daddy Joe will you fuck me now? Please fuck me Daddy Joe!” Daddy Joe picked me up and brought me upstairs to my parent’s room. He removed my tube top and we went on the bed. We held each other and Daddy Joe had his. I took the neck strap of her halter top and pulled it over her head and letting it drop, revealing her small, but gorgeous tits and her tiny pink nipples. I lowered further and began sucking lightly on her right nipple while my hand found its way to her other and playfully massaged it and gave her left nipple a slight pinch.It was not long before she pushed me away. I was about to question why, however when she reversed to pin me to the wall and dropped to her knees, I knew what she was. Her pussy was already excited-looking, and soon she was dripping, as she brought herself to an obviously real orgasm. ("Nice," thought Bob, "Most of them are faking...") Then Dick stepped into the shot, his massive cock already standing high and hard, and she opened her mouth and sucked it in. It wasn't the best blowjob Bob had ever seen ("But even the worst is pretty damn good," he thought.) and Dick grabbed her head and began pumping her mouth, fucking it like a pussy. She managed to take.