Sitting cross legged on the bed, smiling expectantly into the camera.How do you feel right now?“Excited. It’s like Christmas Eve ... Except I know...my present is exactly the one I want, and it’s coming now ... And it’ll get to unwrap me!!” She smiles. It’s a smile that really lights up her relatively plain face.Outside ... Walking down the street toward us in slow motion. A fat, balding man, and his dog ... The man is Dennis. We haven’t seen him before, nor have we seen this animal on the show.. Fish fuck in it. How about a gin and tonic?" If you insist," laughed Ann. "It is a bit early in the afternoon though." It is "Happy Hour" already... in... ah... Bermuda! Let's drink to the fine citizens of that island nation and to continued positive international relations between our countries!"After a brief moment of stirring around in the kitchen, Sarah emerged with two tall, icy glasses each decorated with a slice of lime."Ooo, yum," said Ann after she took a refreshing sip. Her sip was. "Rikki tilted the bottle towards her, gulped down a swig, and then rolled over on her side to face me.I could see her generous calves, thighs, mons, tummy and breasts all at once in the now well-used mirror. I unwrapped the clear plastic cups on the nightstand and poured us each a sizable portion of the effervescent liquid."Why am I always so unbelievably thirsty after I cum?" she asked rhetorically, as if to justify drinking the entirety of her glass in one go after we wordlessly entwined our. It engorged in an instant. Surprised, she coughed a little on the hard head in the back of her throat. Her liquid quick black eyes watered a little as she struggled to choke it down. She blinked. "Easy there!" I groaned, my balls already about to explode! "Slow down, relax!"Unheeding, she thrust her head onto my cock even harder, her eyes closed, a tear on each freckled cheek. I pulled back, desperate not to flood her throat with a torrent of cum minutes into the evening. My cock popped out of.