’ Vicky’s playful little smirk broke into a full smile. ‘I knew it.’ ‘Really? How’d you know?’ ‘I went out on a limb and figured that ...f we both disliked the same poetry, we’d love the same beer.’ ‘You actually like Guinness? Not many girls do, let alone beer.’ Vicky bit one of the snake bites on her lip to prevent her smile from getting any bigger. ‘I’m not like most girls,’ she said, twirling a purple lock of hair with a tattooed finger. # And it snowballed pretty quickly from there. We. I gagged and gasped for breath as Charlie slowly pulled his flaccid tool from my sperm lubed bung hole. Daniel made me suck him for about a minute before he pulled his tool from my aching jaws and maneuvered around to my butt. I started to get up off the table when Bruce and Charlie snatched my wrist from under me causing my face to strike the top of the work out bench. Both of them mashed my head down as Daniel rubbed his humongous head around my tender outer anal sphincter muscle ring. I. Luck did however favour us while we waited for the quartermaster to return with wagons and animals. Two craft arrived from Blue Harbour carrying the archers promised us. They were being led by Chester and he was a sight for sore eyes. While his second-in-command saw to his people's disembarkment, I took Chester aside and informed him of our current situation. He wasn't impressed, but he was glad to have arrived in time to help out. I got him a horse and then let him brief his own people.In all. Most of the time we wake up with something you might call a hang-over when we have had our weekly come-together. Nothing too severe but enough to make you feel a little heavy and stomach-upset the day after.Once in a while Tom and I get really plastered. Once a month or something like that. This time it was such a time.We met at our place and Tom and I started with a beer but soon enough I got the bottle of whisky and put it on the table. The whisky loosened our tongues and Tom started to brag.