I know how you are in the morning after you drink, and if you ruin the mood tomorrow by being surly and in a bad mood, I will be going home by myself ...nd unmarried. This means the world to me because I love you so much and I want us to be happy tomorrow. If you take one more drink of anything but coffee, Sally and I will gang up on you and make your evening miserable. I want you clear headed for tomorrow and able to share in the joy of the ceremony we are going to go through as part of our. "Welcome Chantelle, anything for you."Gloria still had her eyes closed, and her nipples crushed between her fingers. She was muttering something under her breath, so I figured she wouldn't mind if I left without saying goodbye.I took one more look at her, and smiled. Amazing.Chantelle squeezed my hand and led me to the door. I didn't look back.We walked the rest of the way down the corridor to her office and she let us inside."Drink Roger?" Love one. Thanks."She proceeded to mix a brace of. “What is going on in here” I looked up to see an older man standing at the doorway. His eyes looked at us, but the black guy did not even show a hint of stopping.I saw he had a bulge that was building in his pants. I reached up and placed one hand on his swelling cock while the young black guy continued to pound deep into me.“Fuck my mouth.” I managed to whisper as the attack on my wet pussy not only continued but picked up in intensity. The older man looked back at his salesman and then down. At one point, one of the guys pulled out his laptop, and put on a series of Heather Brooke videos. Most of the guys started gathering around to watch her, and my husband made a comment on how I gave better bjs than her, and I agreed. One of the guys screamed out that I had to prove it, and I agreed. My husband said there was a banana in the kitchen I could deepthroat for the crowd. It was a joking drunk comment, that everyone laughed at, except the other girl. She decided to leave, so her.