Maybe it was the drunken night of hard sex that pushed her final buttons as Robben spoke his case to her. She knew she was lonely and yearned for him ...o be home with her and provide the sanctity of "relationship" she so craved. Her role of "drunken slut" was almost wiped from her memory in the conversation with the man she truly loved, but the "missing you" pangs of her inner sexual self reminded her of what she missed if he were home with her."Robben, I can't play this game anymore. I will. Could a person die on the spot? I wanted to. This is the kind of shit you see in the movies. Things like this just don't happen. But here it was happening. I snatched a glass from a passing waiter.I met Kevin's eye and took a healthy swallow."Oh by all means Mr. Thompson, do go entertain your ... lady." I said leaning back more on JC.JC's arm moved and slid under my dress to wrap around my body and rest on my hip. Kevin's eyes saw it, even if it was hidden by the red fabric.Mr. What'shisname. “That’s why I want to finish this today. Or at least, the bulk of it. I can always type it up on Sunday if I have to,” Katie said.“What are you going as?” One of the other girls asked. I couldn’t recall her name, sorry. Did I mention The Halloween Ball was fancy dress? Did I really need to?“A Bride of Dracula,” Katie said. “You know, like Chloe Goodman that year she got caught giving that guy a blowjob outside The Union?”“I remember that,” said the same nameless girl as before. “It was all over. She then ask Lin who barely gutted out large and hard. This started Pak playing again as this time I started to pull out more and let her see her best friends juice glistening in the patio lights off my cock. I heard some rustling over the television and looked to see Pak taking out a large white dildo out from under the covers. She rubbed it on her slit and we both encouraged her to slide it in her wet hole. I fucked Lin at the same pace that Pan fucked herself and waited until the time that.