" I grabbed his arm. In surprise, he looked at me, though his face was still hidden in the dark. Then pleasure spread across his face. He used his oth...r arm to grab my waist. "Yeah, babe?" "You're...Wren? Wren Hamilton?" "Yeah," he said drunkenly. "And you're sexy." I blushed, but kept my expression hard. "Don't you remember me? Adrienne Taylor? Your ex girlfriend?" "Oh, Adrienne," he slurred. "Right. Why did you break up with me again?" "Because you got drunk too much," I said stubbornly. . " I just smiled, and said, "Yeah I do". "Isn't that YUCKY and NASTY?" she asked, I keep telling her that it isn't the taste of the cum that I like, it is the combined flavors of the mutual mixes. I have no desire to get it "draft" Then she launched into this long diatribe, about how could I suck her pussy, when I knew some guy had shot his baby batter in it!I just told her about a time, when I was in my mid teens, and I went to a party where there was drinking, dancing, smoking (weed), and. "Mmmm, yeah," I'd say, watching some big dick black guy banging away on some attractive white female. "That's it. Mmmm. Fuck her. Fuck her pussy GOOD!" I kept up this running commentary as I also kept stroking my cock; back and forth I went, letting my arousal grow stronger till knew I was getting too close to blowing off, and then I'd slow down and allow my arousal to taper off, just enough, so that I could keep going for a while longer. However, there comes a certain point for me where I. Clasping her gloved hands in his own, he said, “It’s been too long.” “Much too long. Please tell me that your trip to New York was a pleasant one.” “It was indeed, Miss Lorelei, and any inconveniences suffered were well worth it to lay eyes on you.” “Oh, Beauregard. You are such a gallant gentlemen." Beauregard’s chest puffed with pride at her remark, and then Lorelei swooned. She steadied herself by holding onto a marble pillar. At once, Beauregard was at her side. “Lorelei, are you unwell?”.