I hit the liquor store and picked up plenty of assorted beers; Bud Light because it was legally required for pretty much every party, Sam Adams Summer... Heineken, etc. We decided no hard liquor of any kind. Number one, the guys getting completely shit-faced would likely only lead to someone ruining the party by being a total asshole and, number two, hard alcohol would likely cause ... performance issues for the guys. The cooler contained some sodas and bottled waters should anyone be a. He was also quite warm, and realised why when he felt Sue tucked in under his arm with her head on his chest. Her leg was over his, her arm was round him, and she was still fast asleep.It was getting light, but Jake was in no hurry to go anywhere particular so he relaxed again and enjoyed the moment. A lot had happened in the few days since he had met Sue and, although he was used to a varied life, it wasn't normally this varied.He remembered how she had looked when he first met her in such. I didn't really care, I just quickly retrieved my smallest strap-on, my 8 inch cherry popper, pulled it up my thighs and secured it around my waist before thoroughly rubbing lube into the shaft as if it was real and I was jacking myself off. The whole time I was drooling over that cute little ass, even licking my lips when I finally got onto the bed and positioned myself in front of my prize.Spreading her ass cheeks with both hands I grinned widely, spat onto her lil butt hole, and then boldly. ” We did and—surprise!—the next morning Mike Forester was summoned to Daddy’s office to discuss his becoming a partner. Five minutes later he was escorted from the office by two huge security guards. I walked up to him, a smirk on my face. “Instead of bragging about the size of your package you might have asked who my father was. I’m Nancy Rizzo. Enjoy the rest of your miserable life.” His personal property had already been collected in a brown cardboard box. I’ve heard they’re looking.