After it was done, we decided we needed more to drink. The party was pretty dull, and it ran out of alcohol way too quickly."I think we need something...a little stronger." She said."I know just the thing."We left and went back to my house. I pulled out some vodka and Red Bull and mixed two drinks."How's this for stronger?" I asked as I handed her one. She drank mostof hers in one gulp."Not too bad." She said.I smiled at her, and she just seemed to stare at me. There was a bit of an awkward. It was like I could do no wrong. Everything I did turned her on even more. I was sucking on her clit and sliding my tongue up and down, and in and out of her slit. I could tell she was getting ready to cum. She arched her back and grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face into her pussy. Next thing I knew, my mouth was being flooded with her juices. It was incredible! I almost couldn’t swallow it all. She kept cumming until I slowly pulled my finger from her tight ass, and my tongue from. This one was for seeds or whatever, and it had all different flowers and vegetables that you could grow. We didn’t even have a fucking garden, but he still studied every page like it mattered.“Look at this,” he said as I walked in. “Heirloom tomatoes.”I didn’t even know how he expected me to respond. The poor dummy had no idea that his wife of almost twenty years had another guy’s cock down her throat a few hours ago under his own roof. I should’ve felt bad for him, but I was more pissed at him. He ran to his mother and father crying out his happiness at being back home. He was eight. The Silver Angel was gone. There was no one for them to thank.The third delivery was a pair of red-headed twins. They lived in Bridgeport, Connecticut. The Silver Angel arrived while the girl’s mother was having breakfast. Their father was in Washington, meeting with the President. Their mother fainted, and Linda had to ‘catch’ her to keep her from being hurt. The twins were seventeen years old. They ran.