Salty, like the sea. He read once that if your tears taste salty, it means they are real, not crocodile tears. They really come from the heart.She wal...ed down the sidewalk toward the train station.' It got her here, now it can take her back, ' she thought. She hoped to catch the latest one going by and hoped it wasn't too late at night otherwise she'd have to sit in the station all night and wait for the first one out in the morning.The cool air on her face was sobering. Her head was filled. I waited even another half hour but I didn't let her quit drinking. I lost track of the drinks I had her sip down. I now knew she was really drunk. I could see it in her eyes and face. I grabbed her hand and guided her to my bedroom. One piece at a time I started dressing her. I sprayed tons of perfume on her after every item of clothing I put on her. First the girdle type device, I picked the bright red lacy one. It really pushed her perky tits up and made them stick out. Then I grabbed the. We worked together every lunchtime but we were not lovers. I did feel something for her but at that time I wasn’t sure if I was in love with her or not. I certainly wasn’t aware she had a crush on me at the time or I might have pressed my suite, honourably of course. Anyway, I saw her leave the party, naturally, as I had been pretty much watching her for a while, trying to work out how I was going to say goodbye, and how much to say to her about my feelings for her. Someone, it might have been. .Andy grabbed my face and stuck his cock in my mouth and started shooting into my mouth. I tried to gobble up as much as I could but much of the torrent of cum dribbled out of my mouth and onto my chest. Andy bent over and stuck his tongue into my mouth and started making out with me again. There was so much cum and as we made out he transferred a bunch of it to his mouth and seemed to swallow as much as I had. Andy sat down too and there we were sitting butt naked on the deck of Andy's pool.As.