The aroma of warming lasagna greeted Karen as she stepped into their home from the garage and her stomach growled. David was trying hard; she had to g...ve him that. She accepted the glass of merlot he offered as she set down her briefcase and purse. "Thanks," she said as she took a sip while he briefly kissed her neck. "Hello," said David pleasantly. The last thing to touch Karen's lips before the wine glass was her boss's oversized cock. Remembering this she put her arm up on her husband's. His thick thigh rubbed against my pussy. He kissed me and ran his hands over my tits. He pulled me up and turned me over on my stomach. "You ready for me?" Before I could answer I felt the cold tip of the glass bottle pushed up against me pussy. He plunged it in hard and deep. I screamed out and tried to get up. He held me down with his arm on the upper part of my back, "don't do that again," he said. He pushed and pulled the bottle into and out of my pussy several times, each thrust harder and. Just relax, let things work themselves out, and let her go home. That’s how you win. Don’t worry about the battle, worry about the war. Got it?”She just glared at me. I was making absolutely no headway. There wasn’t anything else I could say, so I just let it go. We were just about to head into the room when a very distinguished looking man who looked like what I might imagine Jorge would look like when he got older walked down the hallway.“Don Jorge?” I asked. “I’m Steve Adams.”I extended my. Next to the fireplace John and Gloria had built a small bar. It was well stocked with all sorts of liquor and soft drinks. I found a large glass and filled with tequila. They know what I like and had apparently bought a couple of Patron tequila, my favorite brand. Patron has a good taste and is not too sharp. I took a couple of healthy gulps, feeling the warm liquid going down my throat. Even though alcohol has an immediate effect on me, I can drink a lot before getting drunk. I emptied the.