I thought it would feel a little awkward going there as a 50 year old, but I guess the frat brothers got a kick out of it, and invited us in to party ...ith them. We started playing some drinking games and a few of the brothers made some remarks about having hot wives for old women. I wasn’t sure if they were complimenting us or patronizing us, but everyone was having fun so I didn’t care very much.Later in the night, we were all pretty far in, and someone asked Tom and I to smoke. I passed, but. . . BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ! “ Whu . . . oh shit!” Charlotte reached out, eyes still closed, clumsily groping her way across her bedside chest, knocking a small vase over before she managed to hit the Snooze button. Damn. What a dream that was on the way to being. She could feel herself wet and slippery between her legs, sweat beading in the fine fleshy line under her breasts. Hair sticky with salty perspiration, the pillow darkened where she had tossed and twisted on it, in. I arched my back. I thought about Karissa in the other room, her body rising over Jake."I've wanted this for so long," said Tabb. I wrapped my legs around his neck to pull him back onto my pussy. While he ate me out, I thought about everything I was doing this for. This was for her, for Karissa. This was for me, for my business. This was for money. I'd fuck him every day for the rest of my life to keep my businessTabb straightened up. He pulled down his pants and I could see that he was already. And my mother just kept blindly devoting herself to him…’ He sighs as he retreats from the rock. ‘She was suffering so much, Nightwing…she could barely even wake up without being in pain, both emotionally and physically…’ I frown as I reach out for him, placing a single hand on his shoulder. I hate seeing him upset – it’s harrowing, and it makes me anxious. ‘But…but you put her out of her misery.’ ‘Huh?’ I was not expecting such a proclamation from the human. ‘I don’t care if it wasn’t your.