I tried to look up to ask what was happening when I began to cough, but instead I swallowed and whatever it was that had coated my tongue was gone. As...I knelt there wondering what this strange sensation was, more hit my throat and tongue, and I must admit I liked it, it was like a salty syrup or cream. The more I swallowed the more Coach roared and I could just about see he was smiling, so I just kept swallowing."It carried on like that for a few minutes until he finally let go of my head. He. I opened my eyes and in a blur I could see the floor and knew I was over a strong pair of shoulders. I was being carried down the hall into Sandras and my bedroom. I managed to open my eyes and felt myself being pulled from the strong shoulders and dropped to my bed. No sooner than I felt the bed below me when my eyelids closing and fell asleep. The next thing I opened my eyes again and felt like my legs being stretched and pushed up and over my head until my feet were dangling on each side of. She was rubbing her thighs now, biting her lower lip, looking deep into my eyes. Finally I let my hands slip away, showing it nice and erect. I pulled back my skin and let the tip drip on my fingers I was already so wet. I then grabbed my computer and put on my coffee table and I sat on the couch. Then I told her I would love to see more of her too. She smiled and slipped off her shirt. Her breasts were amazing; she made me bulge even harder. I watched her hands glide up and down her body,. Before Ms X could return to the table, Ray put the engagement ring into her flute and poured the champagne.Ms X returned to the table and commented that she really didn't need anything more to drink or eat.Ray said, "We're celebrating your birthday and champagne is the way to do it. Champagne is an acquired taste. It's best when it is sipped and the taste savored."Ms X responded, "Well, I am not a champagne person but I will try it like you say."Ms X had a number of sips of the champagne. They.