I noticed that the door was closed to this room and that no one else was nearby as well. I then noticed too that she had become a wanton hot gal agai... as she gently touched the tip of my cock and instead of pulling the covers over it, she looked into my eyes and told me it had been awhile since she'd seen one so ready to cum and that she'd get me off...if...I'd do something for her. I told her I do anything. She quickly got up and locked the door and then she walked nervously towards me and. As I finished my third drink, I became more brazen and flirty, touching her hand when making a point, wetting my lips with my tongue, nodding my head so as to better display my damn fine breasts. I did all the things I do to successfully snare a guy. Apparently, it worked. She took my hand in hers, held it, leaned close to me and said, “I have a room here. Let’s use it.” We took the elevator to the fifth floor, then walked toward her room. Before we even got to it, we were making out like crazy. That was an interesting drive, Maddie and I huddled down so we wouldn’t get pulled over. We all stepped out of the truck when we got there, and walked into a very hazy setting. Liam’s and Miles place is a really nice two story building. They have the top floor and the attic. The attic is their smoking den. The kitchen was full of booze, most of it for Maddie since it was her party. Boston was playing in the background, and there were a few people scattered on throw pillows in the living room.. It tastes good." "I already had some of it and I know it doesn't taste good.It's terrible, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth for hours." "Well, Speedy, it doesn't taste good because it's medicine.Medicine isn't supposed to taste good." "Why don't they make it in the first place so it *does* tastegood?" "'Cause if it tasted good in the first place, you'd drink it allthe time. You'd live on it, and then it would make you sick." "If it's medicine, why would it make me sick?" "Listen, stop bein' so.