The liquid inside, though, sloshed and splashed, the goblet shaking. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to catch his breath. He opened them, but ...he goblet continued to move. Not closer to his lips and not farther, just stopped, halfway from the table to his lips, but shaking back and forth. With a tight swallow, he stared forlornly at his trembling hand. It was not the first time he had lost control of his hands in the past two days. He didn’t feel it would be the last.He took a deep. Then Alan noticed us and smiled as we approached. Nathan stood up and said, ‘I just need to pop to the gent’s then I’ll get your drinks. What are you having?’ As Erica sat down next to Alan, she planted a quick kiss on his cheek and threw Nathan a slightly puzzled look, before answering, ‘Half a lager and lime please.’ Nathan smiled and then directed those fucking eyes at me. Once again I couldn’t help but shiver slightly as I answered, ‘I think I’ll have a white wine please.’ He nodded and. "I think you know what I want bitch, your white cum in my black asshole." Baroness said as she reached to shove two fingers in her pussy.that feeling was enough to dive me over the top, but i still remembered my manners."may i cum in your asshole Baroness?" YOU FUCKING BETTER BITCH!"i let it fly, i must have given Baroness a good hot load, as i felt my cock spurt 4 or 5 good times. i looked and could see my cum working its way out of her asshole as she slowed her pace to a stop.Baroness rolled. I started my car and left as she was walking back inside. She looked over, but I don’t know if she saw me in my car, or not.I picked up some groceries for the weekend then went next door to the liquor store and got a couple bottles of Moscato, some beer, and some honey whiskey. That stuff is growing on me. Probably not a good thing, but better than meth, or heroin, maybe. The years would tell.At six, I was standing in the lobby, looking through my mail, almost all junk mail for the previous.