’ The guy turned around and looked at me, and instantly I knew that this wouldn’t end well. ‘I dun seee a name tag on nit. Who’re you?’ The ...an was pretty drunk, and was slurring his speech pretty bad. Even though I’d had a couple of beers I was still much less impaired than this guy. ‘I was sitting there before, I just got up to take a leak.’ ‘Well, I’m sittin’ here now, an’ I’m talking to ths prettylady here, so go’way.’ I took a breath before I continued. I had the feeling that I could. My nerves are jumpy; maybe I should have bought that prom dress. That is what I feel like; a girl waiting for her date to the prom. Would you make me a martini to relax?” Laura sat on the sofa pensive and quiet. She sipped at her drink and played with the olive on toothpick swizzle. “Baby, I love you. Thank you for being the husband you are. I love you and appreciate you. I will be coming home tonight, it may be late, will be late, I may be slightly used goods when I get here, but I will come. Bandy and I each picked up a tray of drinks and moved around the room serving drinks and receiving a torrent of crude comments. I looked up and was stunned to see Reg standing there. The bugger had been invited to this and hadn’t said a word. He winked at me and smiled. My pussy twitched. I guessed there must have been at least a dozen guys there and he was happily watching me been ogled by every guy in the room. AS the evening progressed, and the drinking took its toll, the crude remarks. Finally, he unloaded directly into Abby’s belly a huge load of cum. Abby felt the hot cum running down her esophagus and even felt the warmth in her stomach, but could not taste it.As Bruce slowly withdrew his cock, Abby tasted cum residue and loved the taste. So much so, she sucked the last droplets out of the head of Bruce’s cock.“Now that was a first class blow job,” Bruce said.“Holy fuck, Abby where did you learn to suck cock like that?” Alison asked.All Abby would say was, “I have been.