" No, it'll be fine," she seized the glass gratefully and swallowed the pungent bourbon and cola mix. Ordinarily she did not care for hard liquor, but...Sally sensed she was going to need something to get her through this evening. After the second drink she began to warm and relax slightly. John Blodgett stayed with his friends, and the younger crowd around her and Ray's table was quite enjoyable to be with. She loved to see Ray having a good time... it was the first evening in ages that he'd. ."Back in the TV room, when Bob had finished fucking Nancy, and Stan started his turn, Stan lavished sucks and kisses on Nancy's breasts, but complained that Nancy's pussy was full of Bob's come and he wanted a fresh playground."You want me to douche her here in the room?" asked Sandy."Get a wet wash rag and towel at least. I want to kiss her lovely pussy, and I'm not into male come." You better not let Jan hear you say that, if you enjoy her blow jobs." Yeah, right. It was a slip of the. The heat escalated with her sudden re-positioning as she was now sitting on all fours with her rear end pointed toward a frozen Mike. The tropical sunny day revealed an almost bizarre, but primal sight – that of a man in lust, and a woman presenting her delicious pussy topped off with a cheeky smile, as if to say; “You are a man, and I am a woman. This is how we communicate our desires, and this is how I will lure you.”Mike could feel beads of sweat dripping slowly but surely off his brow. A. I was definitely the "girl" in this kiss. Briefly, I imagined what someone coming into the showers would have stumbled on; a skinny man with a tiny, bare dicklet in the arms of a huge man with a murderous club rising from his groin -- otherwise, quite a romantic scene. The embarrassment, the humiliation... gorgeous feelings of helplessness and submission flooded though me. Also, I imagined telling my wife Jenny. She would be excited, would want to know every detail. She'd make the most of it,.