"Go ahead and undo his belt". She reaches down, hands shaking slightly, to work on his belt. She manages to get it undone without too much trouble. ..."Before you get started, why don't you two trade seats with me? You'll have more room." She leads him over to the couch by his belt. I grab our bag, which has the camera in it. (What, you didn't think I was going to go through all this and not get pictures, did you?) I grab another beer in the process. I move so that I am facing Ryan,. It felt like they were connected to ice picks that led straight to the center of my brain. I shuddered from the pain. After a few more minutes I helped Kelly up and we dragged our beat, tired bodies back to campus.I've been drunk plenty of times in my life but this was the worst. Every step back to campus sent waves of pain up my spine. The bright Sunday morning sunlight was roasting my eyeballs. Passing traffic on the streets sounded like 747s taking off.My tongue was swollen from dehydration.. We headed back to her small bedroom at the end of the house where she wasted no time going to work. My cock was throbbing, I think I had been at full mast since the night before. She quickly pulled it out of my pants and said "wow, I think you've grown". Which I guess was possible, I was 19 a the time and 17 when we first got together. She quickly gobbled my cock down, sucking it like she had never sucked a cock before. After about ten minutes of sucking it she came up for air and said "I can't. Curiosity getting the better of me, I brought it to my mouth and tentatively licked a little off, it was even sweeter than last nights, and dare I say it, almost pleasant. If they paid out like they did in my show, I wouldn’t have a problem taking another load, I thought to myself.Looking at my reflection brought a satisfied smile, I still looked a mess, but there was that distinct post orgasm afterglow emanating from me, although my cock was still quite hard and still far from able to pee at.