"We need them. It's Marie's life at stake, notyour ego or pride."Henri came toward them from the entrance. He led a man and a woman. Alanand Leanne sc...rutinized them as they approached.Alan assessed the man. He looked 40'ish. He wore a Carhartt jacket withdark stains in a few places, a blue button-down shirt, and Dockers. Hisshoes were cheap dress shoes, ones worn at weddings and funerals and neveragain. His wristwatch was as black as the rubber from which it was made.He was large sized. His. But we kept it quiet that we knew what both us were. As the night grew, we went to the bar together and he was buying the drinks, we were both very very drunk, and I whispered in his ear lets go back to mine after these and I'll dress up in something so sexy for you, he whispered to me back thats what he intended to do and to ruin me all night long. That made me soooooooo horny!So we finished those drinks really quickly, and sneaked off without my friends and left and jumped into a taxi. The women were reminded of the drinks, and it was now the two ladies realised how fiendish the high bottles of pop were, for after starting the flow each bottle syphoned itself down into the respective woman`s mouth, it was difficult to stop the flow and keep hold on to the thin pipe`s, so they had to drink the stuff down, by the end of the first half both had finished their respective bottles, and with some relief had let the now dry pipes fall from their lips. The game had already started. “Oh, Mary…you are so sexy,” Brandon whispered. He shifted position and settled between her thighs. He kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts…and then lower. She gasped as his tongue flicked across her belly button as she felt an unexpected throbbing sensation between her legs. His mouth traveled further, kissing and nibbling along her pelvic bone and then lowering to her thighs. He kissed the juncture where her thighs met her pussy and she thought she was going to explode. “Ungh,” she.