He tried to remember who he was with, and failed. He did recall some weird dream about him having died and then meeting two angels. His head felt like...it was wrapped in something. Dan's eyes adjusted to the morning light and he looked over to see who he had spent the night with.FUCKING HELL! It was another man!At that point Dan sweared off drink for life. He hadn't believed it possible for him to become so drunk that he would want to sleep with a man. In the middle of his shock something. The next morning, he said “Hello” to me and went about his day. I did get another email, saying he said he couldn’t stop thinking about me and asking if I could go to his house for dinner that night. ‘I can’t,’ I replied. ‘I’m not asking’ — and he added a smiley face. I had to admit it was cute and I’d like to have him fuck me. But I didn't think it was possible. Then I found out my man was going out to watch the Celtics and I thought about it all day. Should I risk my job and pass up meeting. I spread her cheeks, dripped oil into thecrevice and rubbed with the side of my hand. I couldfeel the effect this was having on Paul and Mark, astwo guys who never are at a loss for words had beensilent this entire time.When I was finished, I gave her a kiss on the back ofher neck and asked if she were ready. The same subtlenod of her head let me know that the games were aboutto begin. I turned to the guys and asked if one of themwould mind oiling her front for her. Four happy eyesand open. " I snapped the waistband of my control toppantyhose around my bellybutton and Diana quickly wrapped my Pink braaround my chest. My silcone breasts were jiggled into the cups of my braand Diana began wrapping the waist cincher around my sore waistline."Please Diana, I can't take another day in that thing!" She gave mypantied ass two nice swats. 'CRACK! CRACK!' "Knock it off Gabby, I'm inno mood for fun and games. We have to be down at the breakfast table in30 minutes or I'll get my ass swatted..