Her hands glided up her legs and she asked aloud, "Do you like my fresh clean legs?" She didn't really expect an answer, but at just that moment a dol...op of shampoo dropped from her hair onto her back just above the shampoo bottle. In her minds eye she felt Phil's thick cock dripping precum onto her back as she stroked her thighs. "I guess you do." She concluded. She squirmed in her seat as her hands stroked her thigh and made their way up to her breasts. 'These are my favorite.' Phil whispered. I had become a blackout drunk, unpleasant to be around, at best. Old friends shunned me and when I wasn't drunk, I was physically ill with the DTs. The only cure was to get drunk again. A merry-go-round of horror, familiar to any drunk who has survived long enough.I did odd jobs as infrequently as possible to pay for my habit. I lived on a derelict houseboat in San Francisco Bay. My last girlfriend had said goodbye some time ago. In short, I was miserable when drunk and even more miserable when. "Spank me!" I yelled. He gave me a sharp clap on my ass as he really started to piston all of that beautiful black meat into me. He slapped me on the ass several more times as he fucked away. I looked through the shears covering my window as Silver was fucking me and noticed my neighbor was in front of her condo, watering her flowers. I knew she couldn't see inside but I was pretty sure she could hear the noise we were making. As Silver pumped my asshole, I was stroking my own cock as if. "OH Honey! This is the perfect romantic surprise!" I turn the corner to our dining area to see a lovely dinner for two prepared by candlelight. I can tell you took extra time planning this. We each have a favorite meal awaiting us. As you eat your steak, I enjoy my creamy seafood pasta. Once our meals are devoured, you feed me some black tie mousse cake. I almost melt in your arms as I savor every morsel you pass to my lips As I gaze into your eyes, I grin and ask what you're having for desert..