.. Yes, probably two streets away. I invite you to join me in your free time." - I joked with quiet hope that they will actually come."Of course we wi...l come. Be ready." - She responded with seriousness.I was already a little drunk, all friends were joking, so I did not take everything seriously. It turned out that I was a little more drunk. I woke up on the couch in a room with a large bed, completely sore.All I can do after alcohol is get up and look for water. This time it was not, because. She liked the sensual feel of her rougher outer clothes directly against her skin.She tossed her clothes over the back of a chair and turned to face the dog, surprised to find him appraising the full length of her lushly molded body like any male confronted by a naked female. She was strangely tempted to cover her cunt-mound and her nipples with her hands, so penetrating was the animal's stare.Amused to find herself actually blushing, Angie laughed aloud to ease the unnatural tension that had. People were getting uglier and uglier and I was getting more and more cynical. I should of abandoned my beer and caught the next train out. I finished that damn beer though, and with that my stomach started churning it around for me. My eyelids flickered, my eyes glassed over, my pores oozed stinky beer sweat, and my face was as red as a tomato. The pressure beating down on my was becoming unbearable. My vision was foggy with slippery roads at best. I could feel the vibrations of the night. Her lips remained firmly closed around my scrotum, not letting them come out. I lifted higher, trying to get her tongue to squeeze my nuts and provide that extra stimulation of that warm, wet vacuum.My sweet mother was trying to comply with my demands and trying not to hurt me at the same time, gently pressing my ball bag with her tongue. I guess she thought I would stop after cumming. So she was trying to get me to cum as soon as possible. I’d had enough as well.My balls were going to burst.