Her head was spinning from the unaccustomed heavy dosage of alcohol which had been fed to her. Fed by her own hand and the alternate turns at mixing b... her best friend. On an empty stomach, the liquor went straight to work, and she realized belatedly that she was on the verge of being drunk, not just euphorically high. She couldn't even remember whether the empty glass on the coffee table was the symbol of her fifth or sixth drink; worse, she really didn't care. She just knew that she had to. Ah, that is good cocoa Amber. Thursday evening you say and nearly time for bed." No sir, it's only eight o'clock and sir knows I like holding the cup, another sip?" Oh, alright... I supposed then maybe some reading. Did you see my book, what was it called now? I thought it was here on the table?" Sir doesn't need the book; Sir forgot again. It's Thursday evening and weekly reckoning time." Oh yes, my memory's not what it was. You have that little notepad then?" Yes sir, right here always handy. I sucked her hard she is moaning and pressing my head towards her pussy and i kept her tongue in her pussy she is shouting yea like that yea baby yea ahahhh moaning, she s cummed and juices coming out of her pussy wow.. It’s tasty, then she asked me to stop and i stopped and went to bath and freshened up and went for dinner.We had our dinner she said she enjoyed the whole day and i said we should not waste not waste night come lets have the remaining session, we went to bed room had some. As he opened the door Darren’s gaze fell upon a thin man who appeared to be in his mid-fifties. Wiry and standing about 5’8? tall, he was hardly an imposing figure. ?Can I help you? Darren asked? The only response that he received was feeling a hard object shoved against his abdomen, followed by a searing electrical jolt and the sensation of blacking out and falling to the floor. Having successfully tasered his prey, the thin man used his booted foot to shove the flail limbs of his quarry.