Let’s not let our meeting dissolve into something resembling attendance at some seedy nightclub...” Faulkner’s cock pulsed, as he was sure he’... seen the wicked smile that accompanied the remark, somewhere before ... and it had his balls tingling.“Why yes Madam ... Madam?...”“Benedict ... Cleo Benedict ... we all need to pull together ... not be whipped forward individually like some beast of burden.” The curious remark, duly noted by the smiling secretary, concurred with knowing smiles by the. . just curious. Just how much DID I drink last night? I thought I stopped drinking the hard stuff about sunset and switched over to frozen lemonades?" I can't think clear enough myself this morning to tell you, except that Phil's lemonade is even more alcoholic than the margaritas you were slamming down earlier. He makes them from an old evil family recipe that I'm sure includes Everclear and other chemicals banned by most civilized countries. We were so ripped by Midnight that he called the. “Hello, Walker,” Bill said brightly as soon as he saw Walker approach the bed.“Hiiii-ya, Bill,” replied Walker in the mid-Atlantic drawl he had developed over the years. “What you gone an’ done to yourself now?” He grinned at his friend.“I fell off a step ladder replacing a blown bulb,” Bill said ruefully, “Broke my hip and looks like I’m out of commission for a few months.”The old woman chimed in, “The old fool doesn’t know when to ask for anyone’s help! I’m Bill’s wife Doreen, by the. As he pushed his 7 1/2 inch cock deeper into her cunt after a minute and a half or so he started to hear a moan of what sounded like pleasure. He started going deeper and faster each time trying to shove himself deeper into her and faster than before he was starting to fuck her really hard and he noticed that she wasn't resisting as much any more. .