"Yes," I sighed in agreement.The plane rose and fell. "Mindy!" I exclaimed."I'll be careful," Mindy insisted, sending the plane up and down again."Oka...," I sighed, pleasure overriding concern.Eyes met and stayed staring except when Melinda looked beyond me. She giggled throatily. I glanced back and saw Randy fisting his fat cock, staring at my pale thrusting ass. I chuckled and smiled into her eyes. She smiled back happily. It changed to a grimace of pleasure as her orgasm approached. My. Okay, so I slept in. I figured I was going to be doing a lot of that from now on. I called in and told my boss I was going to be late getting to work. He didn't ask why and I didn't tell him. I took my shower and shaved and took off for the lottery office. After all of the bullshit was over, I found I'd be getting a little over $3 million each year for the next twenty years. I figured with a good tax accountant I could probably keep around $2 million of that.The first thing I did after I got. She quickly grabbed me and led me upstairs to her room. She pushed me onto her bed and sat on my lap as we continued our makeout fest. Soon it escalated. I couldn't take it. I stripped off her shirt and she unstrapped her bra. She revealed the most amazing breasts; rounded, smooth and perky. My mouth worked its way down her neck to her breasts where I began sucking as I played with her pussy through her skirt. She stripped her skirt off and told me to take down her panties. I did. I begin to. Instinctively, involuntarily, Andrew squeezed his thighs together. He was shocked at the girth of the cock between his legs – it felt as thick as an arm. Just then the woman got up from the bed and left the room, to be replaced by a naked Bettina who suddenly appeared from behind. “Are you ready, my boy,” she said patronizingly. “Ready for what, bitch?” screamed Andrew who was now fully sober and shaking. “Who are you calling a bitch, slut,” shouted Bettina and slapped him across the face..