“For every drink of vodka we drink an equalamount of water. The hydration will prevent hangover.”“Did you learn that from your...doctor too?” ...he teased.I answered, “Yeah” in a subdued voice.Then I mixed a couple of strong drkinks.I could tell she was not a vIrgin to alc0hol.We talked for close to an hour, drkinking, giggling like idiots.At one point I said, “Don't think you're gonna getme drupnk and have your way with me.” like a Southern belle.“I heard you don't NEED alc0hol to do that.” but. That was all she got. Of course, he did it well, but Spencer being Spencer never enjoyed just sex alone. Anyone can go in and get hard and fuck a woman he believed. Anyone can do that, he told himself after the fact. Spencer was a rather intelligent guy but that never showed on a grade card. It didn’t matter though because in the long run he became what women needed him to be. He became something of a master psychotherapist that would council women in a relationship. He didn’t know it at the. And use to go out for movies and all that time her husband use to give lot of time to her and use to love a lot but after marriage he has fully shifted his concentration over work he tell he need to work hard so that our children’s go in good school.And all till then aunty brought my cup of tea and said her sister it’s ok everything will be fine it’s a matter of time and we sat and talked about general topic and then after drinking tea I asked aunty have you constructed a balcony in your house. This was simple, primitive fucking, his hands pulling my hips back into him, his cock slamming into me. We reached our climax together and he collapsed, exhausted, on top of me. By the time we have recovered enough to look at the clock; we noticed that it was already past noon. Harry ordered steaks and a carafe of wine from the restaurant attached to the motel. Having a meal naked, with a man who was also naked, seemed very erotic and hot to me. I guess that I wasn't the only one who felt that.