When the alcohol interferes with your ability to get hard enough for a bit of good old fashion fun, its' called whiskey dick, but it doesn't' always b...ther me that badly. This beautiful angel before me was now kissing her way down my chest, teasing my nipples with her warm wet tongue and tracing circles with it on my chest. She kissed her way further down towards his groin and he gripped the sheets, leaning his head back and moaning in pleasure as she wrapped her gorgeous lips around my shaft. He settled for a Chrysler Pacifica SUV instead. He drove it to the nearest used car lot that was not associated with a dealer. Nineteen minutes later, he drove away with a six year-old Silverado and Clara followed him in the Pacifica to a Red Roof Inn, twenty-four miles to the (basically) west, on Rt. 27. They checked in, to the sounds of the semis roaring by on the highway, and unloaded the Pacifica into the rooms.“We have time to scout the site before we settle in for the night,” Clara. .and my lube. Where was my lube? And the banana that I used to fuck my ass? I looked around and saw the lube on the couch, next to the porno mags. Instead of a banana with my ass juices on it, I saw a plantain, a much larger banana lying on a fresh washcloth. Freaking out, I looked at the page the porno mag was turned to, and saw a guy getting fucked in his ass, while a BBW woman sat on his face. This was wild! What? Was the maid encouraging me to play with myself? I decided to look. Please return me to my home, now, as I have a lot to think about." Off you go. Goodbye."The next thing I knew, I was back in my shop. I was very confused by that whole encounter with Lustra. If what she said was true, then there would be no way that I would want to help fight her. I had better warn the others before our next meeting with Venta.I was trying to decide how to handle this when I got a communicator call from Jim, "John, please assemble the team and bring them with their weapons to.