“Hmmm… that’s nice. Very thoughtful.”“You look like a Southern Comfort girl, so I thought you’d like.”“And what does a Southern Comfo...t girl look like?”“Like you.” She beamed as she took a swig of the sweet spirit, the ice tinkling against the glass.“Seriously?”“No, I noticed you in the bar. I’m observant.”“Clearly.”I sat on the duvet and fished in the bedside drawer for the hairdryer.“You have lovely hair,” complimented Katrina.“Thank you. So do you.”“Is it true what they say about. He had one hand on her head, pushing and pulling while he fucked her mouth. My dick sprang up almost instantly. He looked at me and said I hope we didnt wake you, but I just had to have her one more time. I smiled and said no problem. I climbed into the shower and worked my dick into her soapy asshole. After about 15 minutes, he shot his load into her mouth. Watching her suck another mans dick, then swallow his cum was more than I could take. I shot my load deep into her ass. She turned and. I crawled back in to bed and felt delicious. As I returned to my exploration, feeling the shape of my hardness wrapped in satin, I was beginning to lose myself in fantasy once more when my phone began to ring. I glanced at the screen on my bedside table and saw my friend Dan was calling me. "Hello?" I wasn't sure if I was about to be invited to do something so I tried to sound as sleepy as possible. "Have you started yet?" was Dan's rather confusing response. "What?" "Check your texts and call. “I cannot produce proof that I am not a spy, or that I did not plot against you as you have said.”“You are a virtuous woman, from all reports.”“I cannot prove that, either. My maidenhead is long gone from riding horses, but I have never lain with a man, or a woman, for that matter.”“That wasn’t the virtue I had in mind,” he laughed softly as her cheeks colored and she averted her eyes. “You have proven your virtue by not pillaging the homes of people who did not support you, and by not.