My husband being drunk and bad said that the last time he gave me Ice Wine, I gave him head in return, True Well he had a bottle in his fridge. Oh boy... so now he's asking what he gets. The same? I looked to Erick to defend me but he just said, "Well how bad do you want it honey?" Haha well I was pretty drunk and he was looking kinda cute, much older and not totally my type but what they hey. So I told him to sit down and I proceeded to give him a very thorough blow job. Wow was he thick. I'd. There was a sound behind me, then I felt her mother press against my back and before I knew it she had her hand resting on my erect cock. I was restrained by my pants but hard as a rock thinking about Britt and her beautiful body. The hand did not just rest on it, she gripped me firmly, then relaxed and rubbed the palm of her hand around on the tip making me squirm. I was so shocked I stopped breathing, and when I inhaled I smelled the oil on her nearly naked body and her hand kept moving. I’m so nervous that in the 15-minute drive to the meeting place I smoke a half a pack of cigarettes and I’m lighting more as I wait at the gas station for him. After about a 30-minute wait a car with tinted windows pulls up beside me and rolls the window down, “are you Jake,” the man asks. He’s about 20 by my guess and a bit on the heavy side short hair and olive skin ton. Honestly not that impressive looking “yes are you Chaz” I say taking the last puff on my cig before I throw it on the. "But I didn't know you were coming here tonight either," I said somewhat lamely, though it obviously made more sense that she would be as opposed to my showing up expectedly. "And you and I still need to talk," I informed her. "I still don't understand why you got so upset!" Yeah, later ... maybe tomorrow," she said somewhat nervously looking around, and I wondered if she was in fact trying to see where Luke was, and if he was perhaps looking for her. "I don't know that you'll want to stick.