“The Marquis de Sade’, Alphonse. You’re under arrest. Who’s this young fellow with you?”He frees each girl, mine whispers to him.“Take the...Marquis and Constance to the Bastille, you good sir, may have dessert.”I ring my bell.“Well done, young man, you ate like it was the eve of the battle of Hastings,” Warren says.“I did, I guess.”“You emptied your plate. You had chocolate glazed Partridge. Then White chocolate and garlic covered Brussels sprouts and brown sugar glazed sweet potatoes. The speed. ”I burst into tears.Bobby interposed himself between me and the angry crowd. “Guys. Guys. Guys! She’s had a rough year. I’ll take her home. A good nights sleep should help.”“Waddaya mean, rough year. She won the fuckin’ lottery.” said someone.“She did?”Bobby said, “Twice.” and that sure caused a ruckus ... thanks a ton, Bobby.My previous life passed from Bobby’s lips to 24 right ears ... as much as he knew ... and he knew a bunch more than I ever said. This is NOT what I envisioned spring break. Then I slowly inserted my middle finger inside her. With a great pleasure she began to moan really hard. I then understand that she is now moving to great pleasure. Then I inserted my finger in her cunt in to and fro motion. As my speed increased, she loaded cum in to my hands with making very loud voice. I slowly inserted my two fingers in to her. As it was lubricated, my fingers went inside very easily. I again did on her. Now I can see her really wet and I with my tongue drank all that in. So I bought it and took it home,figuring I could get it open there.I heated the bottle's neck with steam until the waxsoftened, and I peeled it off. The cork was a lot morestubborn, but it finally popped out. There was an immediatejet of smoke from the bottle's mouth, accompanied by aroaring sound. The smoke didn't disperse but formed anodd-shaped cloud about eight feet tall, reaching just to theceiling. As more and more smoke poured out, it added to thecloud which became increasingly dense.