Come with me.”
I led her down the block to Timmy’s, the only package liquor store in town. “I’m having a hard time deciding, Connie. Mom xxx You’ll like it!” “You’re on!” as we clicked glasses again. It felt like we had just discovered how wonderful sex is and had fallen prey to it. No one else in the bar showed any interest. Yes, I met Connie after the raffle this morning. As we claimed our drinks, she raised her glass in toast: “Cheers! When satisfied, she took the rolled up $100 bill and snorted one line up each nostril. With my dick still firmly up her ass, she slowly stroked it in and out a couple of times. She’d use her cunt, then twitch it into her ass, back and forth, over and over. You’ve got me, you’ve got me. You’re on. She had the right mix of going balls deep and taking short strokes at the tip, clenching her
