Shecomes back a few minutes later with a glass of wine. "I put a littlesomething extra in it to make you sleep." She says as she hands the glassover ...nto my delicate hands. "You'll wake up tomorrow morning,hopefully on your way back to a more normal schedule. We'll talk morethen." She sits down on the edge of the bed and waits until I drink thewine. She takes the glass from me as I lay back and try to get comfortable. I'm still squirming to get comfortable with my new breasts as. She was upset with my suggestion telling me she would never kill any a****l. I apologized immediately and told her I am so sorry how could I think about this!!! The typical swiss german reaction she felt very uncomfortable and said if now all is good we could finish it and she would like to do some sports.I agreed and thanked her for giving me the opportunity to apologise in person. Her response to this gave another turn to the situation. She said you dont look like a guy who would apologise. It didn't take long. Four guys were at a table and one of them got up and came over to me. You could tell he was the Alpha dog of the group. He was late twenties, early thirties, dressed Friday casual and with that 'bar stud' look on his face. He bought me another drink and we talked. I instinctively knew that this was what he was good at - bar pick-ups - and I knew I wasn't going to date him or marry him so I thought I'd give him a chance to do what he was good at.I was in maximum flirting. Jennifer sighed and bit into the pillow, pulling at it with her teeth, as she lost herself in passion with this new feeling and perversity. Her toes curled and her asshole snapped, trying to suck at the flat surface of her son's tongue as it lathered out a layer of spit onto Jennifer's pucker."Ohhhh... Goddddd..." Jennifer cried hoarsely into the pillow. "Oh baby, that feels so fucking good. Lick my ass, oh fuck."Jennifer pulled her knees further up underneath her, making her round butt stick.