Feeling better, smelling Sherry, seeing Adelaide, I knew what I wanted. I wanted to avoid Raylea and test the limits of these two. I picked up my phon....“What’s going on?” Sherry asked.“If Ray texts you, we’re enroute to your place.” I told her. My text to Raylea said “Ran into Sherry. Going to hang out at your place where there’s Tylenol.”“OK, sure.” Sherry shrugged. I looked to Adelaide.“Last chance, I’m about to take you up to my bedroom.” I said as Sherry took my arm and snuggled in. “Just. It had been a long day and a beer sounded pretty good to me, so I ordered the house draft. Then the waitress turned to Isidora."What'll you have hon?"Isidora shrugged. "A beer too please."The waitress was aghast. "I'll have to see some ID."Isidora was confused. "ID? What is ID?" Sweetheart, she wants to see identification that shows your age." I explained. "You have to be 21 to drink alcohol in Virginia." But I just ordered a beer." She exclaimed, her temper rising. "Beer isn't alcohol."The. "Barry, did you bring any condoms?" she asked. He shook his head. "Ohwell, I guess I'll just end the night with a pussy full of your seed. Doyou think you'll have enough to fill my belly too?"Barry smiled. "Baby, I got all you need. Quickest turnaround time intown." She placed her hands around his cock - now erect - and kissed thetip, then looked squarely at me."Tell me, how is it that you've always been so limp when we were tryingto screw, but now here you are stiff as a broomstick? All it. After trying on about six different dresses, she is barely ready when his call comes through on her cell. She is gripped by a panic attack, she is so nervous she can barely stand on her own. ‘Dayum! A girl has to get a grip’; she thinks to herself, as she pours herself a stiff drink with unsteady hands. Drink down; she does some quick breathing exercises. By the time he raps on her door, she has regained control of her nerves. When she opens the door, there he is standing in his 5'10" well.