It is best you learn to do the old 'walk of shame.' A slut like you will do it often I'm sure." So on wobbly legs I stumbled to the bathroom.Once in t...e bathroom, I looked in the mirror as my jaw hurt in a way I had never experienced before. I saw that I still had a ton of makeup from the night before though it was all smeared. The lipstick was smudged and I had a trace of Jake's cum down my chin.I began to think of how I had gotten to this point and immediately I was met with an ugly reality.. I took out five hundred dollars, gave it to her, and said, “That is for this month. Getting the debit card for your monthly allowance takes time to set up and get delivered. Thanks for helping us out today, Jessie. It has been a pleasure.”Trudy went over and let Jessie give her a hug instead of me to keep things from getting weird.I can smell Jessie’s wet pussy from here, and she isn’t wearing a bra to support her a-cups.We ensured we had a “receipt” for the jewelry to prevent anyone from the. We’d met by chance at a Christmas party of mutual friends. After quite a few drinks, we ended up in a private corner confessing our sexual preferences to each other. Initial surprise and drunken giggles soon became delight as we realized our particular proclivities seemed perfectly suited to each other. That was six months ago, and we had tested and proven the “perfectly suited” theory…many times. I’d had relationships with good sex before, but never this exciting. Never a coupling that seemed. I tried the closest door and found a bathroom behind it. Then, I tried the next one. Voila, there she was, laying on her side, facing away from me. Or so I thought.She was wearing only a camisole and her undies. She was not covering herself with the blanket so her half-naked body was in full view for me to see.My eyes lingered perversely on her round ass. Then, it went to the bare shoulders that begged to be touched. Her hair fell to the side and revealed her deliciously kissable neck. My cock.