" You're going to have one hell of a hangover on your wedding day," I warned."Ah, they've got pineapple juice, too, but I don't see any lime juice," h... said, mixing the contents of the small gin bottle and the can of juice into a glass.I decided that Charlie was twenty-one and old enough to know better. It was his head. Was he getting cold feet the night before his marriage? I tried again. "Is it okay if I say that I introduced you to Debra?"Charlie took a long pull of his drink, frowned, and. I cupped his balls in my hand andpulled him deeper down my throat. His tip grazed the back of mythroat. I longed to feel his first jet of cream squirt inside of me.Sucking him harder and harder, I soon felt his tool pulsing. He wasalmost ready. Suddenly, he tensed up, and then it happened. He fireda huge stream of hot cum at the back of throat. The slick elixircoated my throat and mouth as the second and third shots filled mymouth. His cum was sweet. I struggled to keep it in my mouth. Ididn't. ”I kissed him passionately, and he seemed to get a second wind and fucked me as hard as he could. He pulled me close, holding me tightly as he groaned into my ear. I knew he was going to cum any second, so I kissed him passionately, it seemed to do the trick, and I could feel him explode into my tight pussy. He seemed to slump forward on top of me, making me laugh.We sat there for a minute, holding each other close. It was as if we were the only ones in the room. Finally, he pulled away from. And it wasn’t small talk either. We used each other for immediate lust relief, but we were also good friends who enjoyed each other’s company. “Well,” I began to say but took a sharp breath as she skillfully unzipped my pants and massaged my stuff cock through my boxers. “I saw a house there.” “There’s lots of houses there, silly boy,” she snickered and her fingers grabbed the length of my cock through the fabric and gave them a squeeze. “Well, in that house, I saw a big orgy party,” I.