Standing quietly for a moment, just looking over every inch of this luscious body and think I must be dreaming. As you pass her, she leans into to kis... you on the cheek and squeeze your ass causing you to moan slightly. As you look around your home you notice several other equally beautiful, practically naked women, sitting on couches and chairs chatting or making out with each other and you think please don't let me wake up. Suddenly, you notice me coming from the kitchen strolling very cat. Fuck, she was nasty, he thought to himself. “Stick your tongue out,” he said.Once again Kimi complied. Looking down at her, DeShawn slapped his rigid cock wetly a few times on her outstretched tongue, so hard that the sound seemed to fill the silent room. Then he reached behind her head, holding it as he guided his aching cock back into her mouth and forced her head down until he penetrated the back of her throat. Kimi made gurgling sounds as she nearly gagged, her jaw open as wide as she. ’ ‘Yeah, maybe. Well… tell ya something?’ ‘What’s that, Annie?’ ‘I always sleep in my suit.’ ‘Your suit?’ ‘Yeah. My birthday suit.’ ‘You do?’ ‘Yup. Drunk or not. Especially drunk, I think.’ ‘Well, I do too. This a problem?’ ‘Not to me.’ ‘Nor me.’ ‘Good. Really good. Because I just might need a hand with getting these off!’ We collapsed in a giggle fit again, but I managed to help her, taking her top off first, and unclipping her bra. She was no more drunk than I was, but seemed happy for me to. Robin forwarded me an e-mail that alleged that Connie Templeton had been sleeping with the head judge. Another MILF chimed in to say she'd seen them together in Evanston two weeks before the show. Well, that was all the proof these girls — sorry, women — needed. By the time we got to the interstate show, the MILF collective had decided that an injustice needed to be avenged, and none of the other women eligible for Robin's division showed up to contest her right to a ticket to Las Vegas.In.