Great, everyone seemed to be up at this point."Is there a clinic in town?" Uh... just Doc Brown." Does he give IVs to people?" Um... um... Yeah! When ...hose hikers got lost last year? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those bags on them." Alright, Blake. Get dressed. RFN. You're coming with me." RFN?" Right Fuckin' Now!" I hollered. He moved like a bandit."Where's my shooter girl? Erin?" Uh," answered somebody who wasn't Erin. "She just ran to back her room also... yeah she's. He then started on the dumb bells, working on them for nearly half an hour. At that point, he figured he was ready as ever and headed to the arena. He and Jillian barely had any contact that night, they mainly stayed to the locker rooms. As he prepared for the match, Jordan could not get his mind off of what may happen if he were to lose. Anal sex was one of his biggest fantasies. He began to stroke his meat off vigorously, and blew a massive load on the seat which he sat. He felt bad for. You inevitably look like a lonely businessman- a John Updike cliche. I eyed the shot of tequila philosophically. ‘Well,’ I told the guy in the bar mirror,’ if she shows I’ll be nicely relaxed- if she doesn’t I’ll be halfway to drunk and the rest of the way won’t take long.’ With that exercise in self-delusion out of the way I slammed it back and tried not to make too much of a face as I chased it with a slug of cold beer. I looked up into the mirror again and took another look at that guy. An. As my tongue hit her pussy, her body quivered. Before I could get started on her pussy with my mouth, Stacy leaned up and told me to take my clothes off. I quickly pulled my shirt and pants off. As I pulled my underwear down freeing my cock, Stacy gave me a big “MMMMM.” I slid back down between her legs and started kissing her pussy. My tongue quickly found her clit and started licking it hard. Stacy began to move her hips; I knew I had found her spot. She pulled my head in tight to her pussy.