She out music in started dancing and cracked another bottle of wine.I ignored, as best I could, her dancing, stumbling snd when she sat down on the co...ch, she sat legs open and loose.She leaned back on the couch and was out. Through her solid snoring, I shook to wake her to get her into her room. She stirred a bit, so i lifted her, and walked her stumbling to her bedroom.Once in her room, she slurred and put her arms around me and full on kissed me on my lips thanking me for the great day.I was. “Sissies like you need a constant source of cum. Don’t they? Otherwise they just hump whatever they can until their clit make messes in their cages and panties.”“Such a faggot. Can’t even sleep unless she has her cunt pounder and filled with cum before she sleeps. Worse than a baby needing a bottle.”Everything he said was true.Which was why I hid my face in the pillow to conceal my smile as I felt him unfastening my plastic panties and folding them down.I could tell he was barely awake as he. Just like the sex she had with Tim, she made it seem more like an art. She stuck in a couple more fingers, and kept licking my pussy mercilessly. Heaven was something, but she took me beyond heaven."Jeanette, make me cum. I'll cum all over you and the bed, you just gotta press the right buttons, right now," I said.That did get a small laugh, and then she went to make sure the job was finished in a timely fashion. Her head and face were soaked, and then let me stuck in a couple more of her. Carefully, he set the box and the notes off to the side, then went back to work putting the other stuff into the box. Stacy said goodbye to her friend Cindy, calling out behind her "I'll see you tomorrow" She wasn't looking forward to getting home, since her Mom had started nagging a lot more after her Dad had died. She sort of felt sorry for Chris, being stuck with Mom's nagging, but not too much. After all, she was 15 and was too old to be stuck around the house all the time. "Hey.