"He turned towards the bar fridge and then stopped, looking back at me. "Are you sure? I've got vodka. That's what you had the other night, wasn't it?... Okay, sure, if it's no trouble." She wanted to kick herself for being so wishy-washy.He looked at me oddly again, and began to fix the drinks. The ice cubes clinked as he dropped then into the glasses. He brought the drinks over to where I stood and held one out for me."Thanks." Have a seat."She nodded and sat down on one of the sofas. It felt. That's right, they shut your water off about a week ago. So you spray on some cologne, put on the least rotten shirt and head out to meet your dealer.Luckily, you don't have to walk far. You doubt you could make it much farther as it is, walking isn't really your thing anymore.Once there, your dealer eyes you first with a look of disgust, then one of pity. He motions for you to join him in an alley."Hey, John," He said, once out of earshot of other bystanders. "Your life seems to be falling. “God you are so fucking hot” he says as he gropes my breasts, pulling on my nipples until they are hard nubs beneath his rough hands. Suddenly he reaches back and slaps my breast making me cry out in surprise and pain. He slaps the other one making me yelp again. Again and again he slaps my tits until they are red and tingling. “That’s pretty,” he mutters as he admires his work. “Now…” He places the first clamp on the right nipple and tightens it until I am begging him to take it off, then. She started moaning loudly. She was getting close to her orgasm. Her closed eyes, and her soft moans made me realize that i was also getting close to losing absolute control of my body. I was lying on my back all this time while she was riding me. I got up and sat with her on my lap. This is one of the sacred poses of having sensual sex. I told her to resume her thrusting activity up and down my love pole. As she went up and down on my penis, we wrapped each other in our arms.She looked in my.