What is it?" she asked fearfully. Drugs had never been for her; alcohol was as high as she liked to get."It's a 'sopor, ' bitch... the love drug. Ever...body's taking 'em these days. You'll feel a little drunk at first, but then... va-va-voom! You'll see why they call it the love drug... methaqualone, if you want to be technical. But one of these, and you ain't in no mood for anything technical... just fucking!" No, I won't take it! I won't!" she cried, but before the words had left her mouth,. “Shame about that bank,” she said.Andrew lowered the paper and gave a quizzical looked at his new companion. She smiled back at him. She had a bewitching smile that seemed to radiate more from her deep-blue eyes than her pouty, sexy mouth.“I read the article before class this morning. I’m studying for my MBA in finance at the University,” She said.“Well, they got what they deserved. Feel sorry for the employees, a lot of good people lost their jobs. The officers and board were warned, but they. She laughs so hard she looks like she’s crying."That turns me on so much! You’ve got to do that to me when we get home!"We get home and Twyla puts me right in the shower, soaping and scrubbing all the drunk jock booty juice off of me, along with the makeup and hairdo. I get to rub up against her wet body a lot and she has to hold me off."No, No, that cock is for something else tonight." she says as I get excited by her tits and ass and the water streaming down over her trimmed pubic V. We exit. I go back down on her and slowly flick my tongue over her clit. She shivers in pleasure and moans softly. I look up at her and move my hands to hers. I slide my hands in hers and she gasps slightly and looks down at me as I continue to flick her clit. My jaw starts to ache as I continue to pleasure her. She moans softly as my eyes meet hers. I whimper as she squeezes my hands lightly. I move my tongue faster and she moans loudly. Her breathing turns into panting gasps as she gets closer to her.