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- There are stalls where drunk you can buy clothing of almost any kind. I even had my hair cut there when I was a kid. Mostly, though, I like to stand at one of the corners and people watch. You’ll see…it is an amazing place.” My Drunk College Chick comment about “lotioning me” made Scarlett laugh. “I’ll lotion you any time you want and any part of your body you want.” Then she laughed again before giving me a quick kiss. We closed the umbrellas and dumped the towels in the hamper as we walked up the stairs to the bedrooms. I kissed her again as she disappeared into the green bedroom. It shared a Sexy Drunk Lesbians bathroom with my office. I walked into my bedroom and then into my shower. It was big enough for two and I had often shared it with Lori, but who could know now when it would be shared again? I showered and shaved, dressing in a deep purple golf shirt with narrow horizontal stripes of white and black by Greg Norman and tan linen slacks, tan socks and my cordovan loafers. I was reminded of my conversation with Scarlett when I drunk doctor gets pulled the socks over my feet. A quick combing of my generally unruly hair and I checked to make sure that I had handkerchiefs, wallet, and keys before walking to the living room to await my date. I saw Scarlett laugh when she saw me. We were an almost perfect match, except that her purple silk blouse lacked stripes, her Capri’s looked like they had been spray painted onto her body, and her sandals were tan—identical to her slacks. We held hands as we walked into the garage where I asked her, “Truck, SUV, or Porsche?” It was her first time in the garage and the first time she had seen my prize car. “Oh my God, Sean—I can’t believe it. What is it? Is it fast? I can’t even begin to think what this cost.” “Well, you know it’s a Porsche. Technically, it’s a Turbo Cabriolet which is just a fancy way to say expensive convertible. Cost…One eighty-one, plus tax, but it’s not mine. It belongs to my company.” I held the door for her as she slipped into the plush leather seat. “Yes, but you own the company.” “That’s true,” I said as I moved behind the wheel, making sure we were both securely buckled in. The turbo-driven engine whined as I backed it out of the garage. “Yes, but as company property I can take about thirty-eight thousand in depreciation annually for five years which I couldn’t do if it was my personal property. Thank God for accountants. They know all of this tax stuff; how to get as much as possible while paying as little tax streaming drunk college as possible.” I drove a few miles west on route 73 then south on 100 until we reached 422 where I turned west toward Reading. I could really open it up on this road, but I knew that it was a notorious speed trap in several areas so I merely drove along with traffic, even going slower in one section where I knew the speed limit dropped to 40 for about a quarter mile before going back to 55 again. Looking across the console I noticed that Scarlett was unusually quiet so I asked, “Are you okay, Scarlett?” “Yes, I suppose, but I have a question for you. Your wife badly betrayed you. Are you going to have trust issues with women in the future?” “No, I learned an important lesson from my dad a long time ago. He told me that you don’t punish the whole class for the misbehavior of a few. My dad’s a smart man—Mom, too. They both taught calculus and trig. He was ruggedly good-looking with his curly dark hair and he was sporting a new goatee look. A moment later I found out as he fed me a warm piece of the inside of my hole. If I am not back in the same position at the end of the time, I can pack and go home. Dave keeps his house clean and tidy, and since it is right on the beach his crew keep their surfboards there, people crash there all the time and Dave never locks any of the doors so it is a weird communal place but that is who Dave is. Also, Dave has two super hot chick neighbors that I think, are both in love with him. A few of the warriors I saw I could recall though none of them would approach me. After avoiding Sexy Drunk Lesbians her almost the whole day I steeled myself up drunk as I walked to her Teepee. “Oh, my goodness! “These are champagne soaked strawberries, with a chocolate ganache center.” In those moments cocks, pretty much all cocks, are intensely erotic. Her hard nipples stood erect and shared a similar dark pink to her puffed areola. I felt so rundown even after falling asleep early during yesterday's celebratory orgy. I laid on the other side of Nicole where my face was drunk doctor gets in front of Mariana face. By the time we got home, listening to my wife had my cock rock hard again we didn’t have our usual late-night drink but just went straight to bed so l could refill her with another full load of my spunk, we both slept so soundly that night. I nervously licked my lips, trying to deny the steamy hint streaming drunk college of moisture that began to gather in my loins. “That’s okay,” she seductively hissed, “Ace and I never used them anyway.” Mom was gyrating on the rubber dong from earlier. What were these for I thought, and if I do put them in, how can I keep them from falling out? Jason pushed his cock inside Ashley's ass and pushed her into the wall and began fucking her ass. I can spend hours masturbating to try to get there but it just about never helps.” And then… without warning I feel Bobby’s cock spear forward, momentarily pausing at my cherry Drunk College Chick before tearing through and burying itself at the bottom of my vagina.
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