“I installed this truck mirror at this exact spot on your handlebars, knowing you like to keep your eye on things. Now you can enjoy an up close and...personal view of your progress,” he pointed out as he helped me up onto the pedals. Q squeezed more KY out and spread some up into my pussy. With growingly annoying zeal, he finished, “Let me sit down underneath you, here on the floor, so I can watch your pussy do the new Devil’s Dick workout.” I was about to tell him to stuff The Devil’s Dick up. When he came back into the bedroom, he looked totally drained. He crawled into bed with me and pulled the covers over both of us. Scooting his head next to mine on the pillow tears began to run down his cheeks. I got up and laid on top of him, hugging him with my whole body. He held the back of my head, pressing me into his chest as we clung onto one another tightly. I released him from my hold and stroked the sides of his cheeks with my fingers wiping away his tears. ‘I love you,’ I sloppily. She snuggled into the blanket, not necessarily up against me, but enough to be comfortable. As the movie went on, everyone started to doze off, and eventually someone turned off the TV and everyone either passed out or started to fall asleep. By this time my drunk mind came to the conclusion that nothing was going to happen between me and Zoe, so I turned onto my right side facing Anna and started to doze. Then it happened. I felt a shift to my left, I didn’t think much of it at first, but then. Friendly and bubbly but sultry and elegant at the same time. She had done some catalogue modelling, even made a dirty movie. When I met and we started going out she was dating four different guys. Now she was all mine, or so I thought…She had asked to see what I did for a living. I was an events organiser. I was running a huge party and needed someone to manage the guestlist. I offered her the job for the night. It was a shitty job out front while the party was happening inside but she.