But oddly, Alyssa said she didn’t want to go. I kept telling her it would be fun, but it was no use. So then it turned into just us three.When the w...ekend came, Eddie and I got Matt his at the time favorite drink, Costco brand whiskey, and headed over. We just kinda hungout, drank, did a couple natural d**gs, and chatted up the night with some video and card games. It went on for a few hours until Eddie payed for a car ride home just before 1am. He asked if I wanted a lift home with him, but I. "But...how did you get in my apartment and why were you sucking me off?" I question her. "Oh, it was easy to get a key to your place. I just gave the janitor a blow job and he happily gave me anything I wanted," she answers. "You're kidding? It was that easy? Why are you doing this?" I say, still quite puzzled by everything that was happening. "Because I noticed you the day I moved in. I need a strong man to help keep me in line and I thought you looked like that man," she replied. I. ”“Don’t hold back, Goyse. Give it to her. Flood her mouth.”“I don’t think she would like that, Julie. She is only taking me half way in. Susan doesn’t seem very experienced.”“Then teach her how to do it. Hold her head and push it down her throat. Make sure you pull back each time to allow her to breathe.”“She’ll puke on me.”“Try it and see. If she is excited she should be OK.”I took hold of her head and thrust down her throat. I felt her reflux response and pulled back. Up till then, her eyes. A loser one would ungratiously say. Susan asked him if she could have the dress pressed, the one she intended to wear to the wedding. This would be OK - " just ring reception when it is ready, and I'll come and get it."We quickly realised that someone standing at the entrance would have a good view into the bathroom if its door was open, whilst the bedroom/living area would be largely private. Susan decided to brighten up the porter's day. The layout in the bathroom saw the toilet hidden behind.