”“You could come back to mine.” I offered, “I have a few beers in the fridge and a bottle of whiskey somewhere.” I told him with the word so...ewhere taking two attempts to say.“Fine.” He dragged the word out, “but no funny business.” He said quickly his words stumbling into one another.“I promise I’ll be good.” I giggled drunkenly making him laugh as well.My apartment wasn’t far from the bar but it took us almost 20 minutes to reach it in our drunken states.I pushed my apartment door open with. What had been lovely little brooks transformed into raging and threatening torrents. Water driving down from the mighty cliffs into the sea. At first you thought of crossing. You had to cross to get back home. And with the gathering darkness your need to feel the warmth of home was growing. As the storm knitted its fury you began to think that at a time like this even John’s arms would feel warm. Well, perhaps not warm. Not exciting. But at least safe. And if not safe, at least familiar. As you. Marina collapsed back onto her bed, slowly thumbing her clit, her shaven pussy still slowly pouring out cum.Misty grinned to herself and took the chance, slowly crawling over to Marina's bed, the said girl had her eyes closed in pleasure. Misty then settled herself between her thighs, her tongue watering at the thought of eating her out, her hands eager to enter Marina's deep hole and gather up her fluids.Misty then quickly held Marina's thighs in place and gave her opening one long lick.. Its was almost one am and yet the whole goddamn city seemed to be awake. Gathering his wits about him, he strode towards his office building. Working for Homeland security seemed like the dream job, not an average day of work for Ash. And since he was pretty sure this was the last time he would ever do this, he stopped at the doors. Rising above him at an impressive height was his building, where his boss worked, the very same man who also happened to be his bother. Lance worked at the very top.