"Beer," he said, without thinking. His voice trembled. "Just beer." "You got it." She put a napkin in front of him, and smiled. "I'm Scarlett. I dance... too. Be back real soon." She walked away, and he watched her go. The music was thunderous. He took a deep breath to clear his head, but it just got cloudier. It occurred to him that he was inhaling the smoke from twenty or so cigarettes. He began to cough, and it came upon him to get up and get out, but blond Scarlett appeared with a Miller on. “Look at my new cock,” she said. Hemlata was a different person and so was I. Our games had empowered her and she was truly in charge. I could see that her new cock was bigger. She bragged, “This one is ten inches long and eight inches around. If you want any relief tonight, you will take this monster completely into your throat.” I started by licking it and getting it good and wet and me then took the big head into my mouth. Hemlata gave me encouragement. “Take it all cocksucker or you are cut. “We’ve got some white wine, beer, or some Irish Whiskey.”I said, “Irish Whiskey, please.” I took the step that separated us and placed my hand on her butt, stroking the inside of her cheek. She smiled at me, her left hand sliding down my belly and cupping my cock and balls. I reached up into the cupboard and pulled down the bottle of Whiskey, snatched a glass from the cupboard and poured a healthy wee dram in the glass. I took a slug, letting it flow over and around my tongue, and eventually. She shuddered; she had never felt something so intimate before. She had been with a few lovers and all had been good and bad in their own ways, but none compared to this light. It was as if it had a desire only to please her.Isabella could feel her pussy tingle and begin to drip as she made Paula tense and moan. She continued teasing her with light kisses and flicks of her tongue. Then, as she ran a finger up and down her lips, she pressed harder until Paula’s lips opened and revealed a wet,.