"Do you think you could keep it down, ladies? I'm way hung over here."Irene turned on me. "You fucked her last night, didn't you? Breakup sex for old ...ime's sake?"I shook my head. "No, the only thing that got fucked up last night was my kidney and a bottle of sake. Unless she came in and raped me in my sleep, I didn't touch her."I paused and thought for a moment, then staggered to my feet, head still hurting. "But let me point out one little thing, Irene: she told me she loved me, she told me. It was an excuse she had used whenever she got caught with Vodka that he was just tired of hearing it now. “Alice, I’m not stupid. I know it’s Vodka. And you know you’re not supposed to have it in this building,” he said to her in a firm tone. “But...it’s not even mine. I’m just holding on to it…for someone else,” she said in a drunken stutter. “Alice, I know you’ve been drinking tonight. I can practically smell it on your breath,” Jake said now starting to get frustrated with her consistent. Bill, on my left, was handing my nut sack, and Tom was stroking my shaft.I told the guys that I had a new friend at work. Tom asked jokingly, "With benefits?" I tell you, a gentleman never tells. But apparently, our secret club isn't so secret anymore. My friend's sister lives here, and told my friend about us. My guess is that Molly spilled the beans." That's likely," said Tom. "I think she participates in some of the hen cackling activities, mah jong and euchre. Who's the sister?" Her. What do you want from me?" He knew damn well what she wanted, and knew as well even as he spoke that he wanted it, too. He could feel his cock stretch and harden for the fourth time that day as his mind again flooded with memories of her mouth lovingly sucking on his prick."I want you to love me, Daddy," she said, sitting upright in the bed, but still holding the sheets up to keep her body covered."I do love you, Gwen," he said, taking a step toward the large bed and sitting on the edge. He.