It was typical teenage guy clutter. Books and papers scattered about the various horizontal surfaces of the room, mixed in with some music and sports ...magazines. I had various music and sports posters hanging on the walls: Linkin Park, Mudvayne, Dominique Wilkins (Long live the Human Highlight Film!), Jeremy Wariner. Cassie started going through my stack of CDs while I rifled through the various drawers for clothes."Ugh. Do you have any music that doesn't yell swear words at you?" she. She was facing the ceiling while her ass rested on the edge of the couch. I was on my knees, holding her by boobs while my teeth tried taking off the g-string. In a minute or so, the flimsy g-string gave away. It gave me a clear view of her clean-shaven pussy, which was glistening already.The few drops of wine made her juices look pinkish. While I continued to knead her boobs with the bra on, I started slurping her pussy. The heady cocktail of whiskey, wine, and pussy juices drove me wild. I. When our mouths parted, I saw him take a quick glance at his watch. I nodded and I let him off the hook.“You’re working. We have tomorrow to look forward to. I’ll book out of my afternoon sessions, so we can take our time. I want that. With you.”He seemed relieved, yet I could tell he wanted to stay, which was a sweet compliment again.Suddenly I saw his expression change, like a decision hit him. He kissed me quickly and said, “I have a few minutes. I’ll tell them I took a quick bathroom. Let’s go sit in the living room okay?”He took the Lay-Z-Boy and i sat on the couch.i looked over at him as he tipped his head back, closed his eyes, and took a few gulps of beer. My gaze shifted instantly, uncontrollably, to his shorts. i quickly looked back at his face, afraid that he had noticed. i was so relieved to see that his eyes were still closed.What was going on with me? i couldn’t believe i allowed myself to do that again. And i became completely disgusted with myself for the way i.