" My words are half spoken half growled. The feel of filling my pet's pussy is intoxicating. "How so my love?" Her words are heavy, from deep in her ...hroat. Her orgasm is near. I struggle to get my words out, I am close to filling my pet's pussy with hot cum. "No dark spell conjured by the sorcerer supreme himself, could undo the protective spell woven by your love, my pet," I reply. She throws her head back with a snap. Keeping her orgasm at bay. Her hips become still. She has one final. Had I been sober I might have thought more about what she was saying, but in the same way one drunk thinks another drunk is funny, I just chalked what she was saying up to the booze.What that means is I didn't try to take advantage of her. I concentrated on just trying to take care of her.I got her to her bedroom by half carrying her. Her arms were around me and she was humming, not quite singing. I didn't undress her or anything like that. I just got her on the bed and draped the bedspread. At least ours couldn’t be accused of being un-PC, as we objectified the sexes in equal measure. Something for everyone!The Sunday night party had politicians, celebrities and media types. (They’d turn up to anything with free booze.) I felt completely out of place, but Dan thought it was important for me to show my face. Meeting the celebrities was fun. Politicians not so much, though a surprising number knew who I was. I stayed until 10pm when we did a countdown for the presses to start. I saw her thighs which shining due to juices flowing down. I made my fingers to dance over her wet hole for few minutes occasionally fingering inside.I kept kissing, sucking her body from head to toe for some time and want to leave. Then she asked me to show my penis which I had no idea what it is that time. She smiled and asked me to come closer which I did. She brought down my shorts down and told me erected part is penis and my balls are actually called as testacles. Then I mentioned they.