”Quincy didn’t dare ask the question in his head so he simply nodded and took the drink she offered him. He took as small sip and choked. She laug...ed. “Sorry. You said whatever. That’ll loosen you up real good.” She smiled slyly.“So… when you mother owned the place… what did you do?” It was the closest he could come to asking the question he wanted to.“Cleaned the floors and tabletops after she closed.”“That all?”Mia’s hand shook slightly as she sipped her own beverage. He thought it oddly. I’m really glad you asked.” As I sucked the tip of his prick into my mouth, he said, “Wow, Wayne was spot on about you….you’re going to do great in this job.”As I sucked his cock and stroked his shaft, he reached between us and pulled down the zipper in the front of my dress, allowing my boobs to pop out and swing freely beneath me. He grabbed them with both of his hands, squeezing and massaging the flesh and pulling on the nipples, as I continued to bob my head up and down on his dick.After. "I feel so strange," Jennifer whispered as she brought her hands up to caress her neck.Heather suddenly realized what was happening... her scent from her pussy was affecting Jennifer like an aphrodisiac!"I'm... horny," Jennifer whispered.With a burst of will power, Heather rushed past Jennifer and out of the room."Where're you going?" Jennifer called out to her.Heather rushed to the bathroom and locked the door, then stripped off her jeans and entered herself."Unggghhhhhhh," she groaned while. But now, now, it was... different. HE was different. And he had to work out what that exactly meant.A busy night out in town would give him something to take his mind off the previous weeks' events and his pounding member. Something to really focus on - the impact of alcohol would surely break him out of his ongoing dilemma.That meant a visit to James' house. And a lot of alcohol. It was a familiar pattern - even prior to their coming of legal age to consume their favourite fermented tipples.