"What would you like to drink? I have bottled lagers, cheap Rose wine, various whiskeys and cheap vodka." Greg spoke quickly reaching for his unopened...bottle of Glennfiddich, deciding that this was a special occasion enough to warrant opening the bottle."I'll have what you are having." She replied sitting on his bed, watching him pour two small glasses of Whiskey for them to drink. Greg turned and handed one of the glasses to her sitting by her and both of them taking a sip."I think my fiancee. Sherry moved around to get in front of me. Her face was glued to what was going on! "Oh Yeah! Eat Her Ass!" She yelled! "Mommy! Don't shit it out! Hold it in! Give Olivia Hers!" She was telling them,when She reached back and found my hard little dick. She turned around and without saying a word,she lowered her face and began sucking my cock!Grandpa Dan and I watched as Dawn fucked my Mom's ass with the wine bottle! They were lost in each other till the urge to purge struck them. Once again they. Do I look like a complete harlot? I want to – I’ve felt like one all day’ She was struck by a convulsion, causing her to lose her grip on the bottle. It dropped noisily to the floor, spilling froth. She hadn’t realised it still contained wine. With a deliberate gesture, she bent forward and picked it up, raised it to her lips and drank as Patrick watched. It tasted strongly of her, as well as the original contents. She placed the now empty bottle upright on the floor, and squatted over it. She. All that was needed was a little more direct stimulation, and his righthand provided that as it went from his cheek to stroke his cock. Thefingers closed around his penis, making a silken tunnel, which feltfantastic as his hand stroked up and down. It was just a few of theseslow strokes before he erupted, squirting sperm up his belly and overhis chest.After a few more strokes to squeeze the last drops out, the glovesscooped up the sperm and brought it close to his face. For some reasonPaul.