"Oh yeah!" I thought to myself, "Screwing non compos mentis females is my favourite parlour trick!"Once I was sure she was completely out of it, I mad... a couple of minor adjustments to her clothing to ensure that she'd be comfortable during the night, then gently rolled her into the recovery position for safety's sake.Then, taking a soft drink from the mini bar, I settled into the one comfy chair in the room to watch over her, and wait.I wasn't sure which would come first, the woman recovering. ”“Listen to my son the doctor,” Mom teased.“I think anyone who took a High School health class knows those risks! And it’s even on the cigarette packs, although it’s pretty wimpy — ’Caution: cigarette smoking may be hazardous to your health’. Putting menthol in cigarettes doesn’t make them magically healthy!”“Tell your grandfather and his friends.”“I have,” I grinned. “He told me that I sounded like an old woman and if I was going to do that, I couldn’t hang out with him at Pascha!”“That sounds. "Now get down here and help me get myself off, bitch."Allison realized his robe was pitching a ferocious tent and started shaking her head. "I can't...I'm too sore." Your mouth isn't. Now get down here."With a sigh of resignation, Allison wondered how much longer Jeff would blackmail her as she stepped down until she was between his knees. Lowering herself, still clutching the sheets tight around her, she reached for his cock and began jacking him off. But Jeff wasn't satisfied until he had. He had light brown hair with short bangs. Me on the other Hand was about 5 foot 8 and had brown hair with no bangs. But just like him had not fat and a slightly defined six pack. I was always moving advances on him. Trying to see if he was gay. Whenever we sat together I always sat close, touching him and he never seemed to have a problem with it. We even would kind of do that fake gay flirt that straight guys do. I could easily put on a straight facade. We Hung out all weekend and on the way.