As our lips locked and our tongues danced I could taste the lads’ cum in Donnia’s mouth but I was to drunk and too turned on to care. We kissed fo... what seemed like forever; eventually we broke our kiss.Donnia whispered to me, “Please complete my fantasy.” I want you to eat the cum from my pussy.”I was stunned but I thought what the hell; if that’s what she wants. I was drunk enough and horny enough to do anything. I began moving down, kissing her neck then her sweet breasts and moving over her. I ordered Cottage Pie and Chris chose Lamb Hot Pot.I needn't have worried — the food was absolutely delicious and we stuffed ourselves silly in between conversation about everything under the sun. That was the thing with Chris; he was so witty and amusing, he had me in stitches and I found it hard to come up with any intelligent ripostes, as he frequently distracted me by carelessly placing his hand on my thigh or brushing his fingers across my cheek when making a point about something. You are driving me wild.” His hands slid up my breasts, squeezing them hard. His hands were so rough, the opposite of my delicate fingers. His thumbs swiped my nipples.Trembles shot down to my spasming pussy, increasing my bliss.“What are you going to do about it, harlot? You made Daddy hard. You have to fix it.”“I do, Daddy,” I purred and turned on his lap. I straddled him, pressing my breasts into his face. He nuzzled, kissing, licking, hands squeezing my ass. My right hand slid down his tie,. After much struggling to get through the crowd and find directions, Spencer made it to the fourth floor. Here the atmosphere was settled down a bit and not as chaotic. He stands at the top of the stairs overlooking the room hoping to spot Angela with no luck. ‘Can I help you?’ a young, attractive female detective asks. Spencer was slightly unnerved at not seeing the woman approach. ‘Yes,’ he answers with a friendly smile. ‘I’m looking for Captain Terrigian.’ ‘He’s right through that door.