"Whoa!" Mark thought in relief . . . catching his balance as he almost tripped over his pant leg. "That was close."It was bothersome to him that only...a single beer had not only caused him to have to "pee like a race horse" . . . but now, had also apparently gotten him a bit drunk.Down on flat ground, Mark hurried back to the concourse and found himself almost sprinting into the nearest Men's Room. Once inside, he bellied up to the first open urinal that he could find . . . unzipped his pants. “Such a delicious slut, Annie,” I whisper as I move to her cunt and jam three fingers deep into its juicy depths. I clamp my other hand around her tit and squeeze with all my strength as I now slide all four fingers and thumb deep inside her. I form them into a fist and begin to pump deeper and deeper, making her d**g-befuddled face grimace with the shock. I penetrate her hard: her hips writhe feebly as I fist her wrist-deep, then slowly force in until half my forearm has disappeared,. Now, I pulled those punches, or you would already be dead. Get your sorry ass up and get out of here. If you go to the hospital, you had better tell them you got drunk and fell down your front steps. If I see the cops, I'll kill you. If I even see you looking at my women, I'll kill you. It's all over. You understand?"Jeremy grabbed Blain's left hand and hauled him to his feet, amazing everyone there, including Jeremy himself. "Just get in that piece of shit out there," he said, waving vaguely. " Iptomas said.Seeing the look of hesitation on Hera's face as she tried to not to give away her husband's secret went not unnoticed from Iptomas."A most disastrous turn of events don't you think my Queen?" Iptomas asked."Why do you call me queen when you do not acknowledge Zeus as your king?" Hera asked."Because I have no reason to bow to him." Iptomas replied simply."And with me you do I suppose?" Hera asked. Touching a petal of one of the flowers in the garden as Iptomas admired its soft.