Soon, though, your warm mouth is on my breast, your swirling tongue lapping at the champagne and teasing my nipple as you attend to my other breast wi...h your hand. I moan louder, my body arching in ecstasy. “Nice vintage,” you say, your eyes sparkling as you drip your champagne on my other breast, and your heavenly tongue resumes its ministrations. Gently, you trail your other hand down my body until it finds my pussy. You dip a finger inside. ‘You are so wet,’ you murmur, and bring your finger. .. deep down, I still didn’t hold any core principles supporting white supremacy or white nationalism or anything like that, I found myself taking sides for my husband, Cliff, and our friends and family. So ... here I am, a fucking year later, speaking to my ex-con ex-husband about how my life got fucked sideways and his radically improved from being Bubba’s bitch to being a motherfucking field nurse in just that little time,” Megan ended her rant on a very bitter note.“One that you tossed. She returned to kissing me and I noticed her hips were now rocking in rhythm of my fingers. I was paying so much attention to the goddess next to me I forgot about the two lovely ladies on my cock. I broke the kiss to look at what they were up to and noticed Tara had taken off her tank top but not her bra or shorts while Bri had managed to take her pants off. Bri looked up at me and slowly made another trail of kisses up to my mouth. Lacy got off of the bench and started to make out with. You are coming home with me and then when I think you have recovered enough, I will drive you home."I expected an argument, but she must have recognized that she really was not fit to make her own way home. Instead she lapsed into silence and let me take her to my place. We pulled into a cul de sac street containing only big houses and at the end we turned into the entrance of my driveway and pulled up in front of the electric gates. I pointed the electronic opener, pressed the button and the.