Besides, I seriously doubt she’d want me here if something were to happen.”Danielle sighed and sat on the couch, thinking. She kicked off her shoe... and curled her feet up under her before she said, “I don’t know if I could do anything with her.”I pulled off my jacket, laid it on the back of an adjacent chair, and sat on the couch next to her. For a moment, I studied her face. Her mix of emotions made it difficult for me to really understand what she was thinking. Instead, I decided to try to. A drink in hand, she staggered across the lounge, bumping and grazing tables as she made her way toward Donald and Stella, earning angry glances from the female couples whose chairs she jostled. She reached Donald's and Stella's table and stood, swaying like a palm tree in a heavy breeze. The clear liquor sloshed about in her long-stemmed glass. Donald scowled, to indicate that Lola was not welcome. Stella, always the lady, offered their visitor a smile--albeit a faint smile--and asked, "Can. I’d only known her for two weeks, though, and we’d gone from passionately making love to her dropping in my lap an act which, at first, I refused.“I want you to fuck my ass while I sleep. Hard. Like, don’t hold back or anything. I won’t wake up.” she’d told me as we rested on the bed after I’d cum in her mouth. We were not even to the point where we trusted each other enough to stop using condoms for intercourse. I’d not so much as touched her butthole. I’d only known her a few weeks, and we’d. Two minutes since last time I had looked. ‘I think it’s been long enough,’ Lynn said, noting my interest in the timepiece. ‘If you want to leave, I think we can do so and not be rude.’ I glanced to Lynn’s parents then back to her. ‘You know you want to wait and give your mom a chance to stop by. I know she’s thinking of doing just that. She has to be.’ Lynn shook her head. ‘She’s had her chance. Besides, if it was that important, I could go over there. Sometimes stubborn people get what they.