Perhaps my terrible punishment was over, he rubbed and wiped and was very gentle. Then I felt something cold and hard being put into my pussy, then he...pulled it out, I wasn’t sure it what It had been. He shoved my legs up around my head so my little pussy was stretched upward. He then took a large bottle, I realized then it was Champagne, he took the bottle and snapped the lid just a little it was a cheap bottle he had brought home for Momma one night when she wanted to feel special she had. I would expect Misty to be a little bolder, but not Susan. She said I could relive myself if I needed to. I’m not sure what she meant. She let her shirt go and then reached up and pulled her panties down and off, then lifter her shirt again. She said it was all right to touch myself if I wanted. I was flabbergasted. I wanted to masturbate madly, so I undid my pants and let them fall then pulled down my underpants. My stiff penis stood out hard. She again said it was OK. I took my penis in my. After the usual greetings, she told me that after our last phone call, she had somehow managed to sneak to the beach house her parents owned in Cariló, a beautiful beach town in Argentina. She had spent the entire quarantine there with them, who were closing the house for the end of the season at the time the government decreed the quarantine.She also told me that she had returned to her apartment only two days ago and that she hoped I'd accept an invitation to dine out on Saturday.We agreed. He wanted a glass of hot yerti tea. Yerti was one of the few grand discoveries of Tourmaline. It was an easily cultivated bush with a spicy zest when steeped and a caffeine-like boost. The leaf might actually have caffeine, which would be a wicked coincidence to explain, but Jorie had never bothered to inquire further. He just drank the stuff.He walked into the empty commissary, relieved that he didn't have to talk to anyone. He poured some hot water and plucked a leave from the bush sitting in.