I threw back mine and she poured them again. I started laughing again, and said, “all I wanted tonight was for somebody to be nice to me, this... is not what I expected, thanks for a great night Claire”. “I’ll be nice to you sweety”, Claire giggled and came over and started rubbing my shoulders. I was laying my head on top of the bar as she rubbed her elbow into a particularly stubborn knot just to the right of my shoulder blade, “Wow sweety, you are so tight”. “You need to relax and. ”I was still hammering her pussy as hard as I could. I stopped every minute or so and would raise myself up with my cock inside her lifting her slightly up off of the floor.She was starting to tremble again.I whispered to her, “Cum on my cock, you succubus."She replied, “Fuck you, asshole!”As I soldiered forward, her waves of pleasure were intensifying. Her legs felt like they were going dead. I removed my left hand from her breast and wrapped it around her waist hooking my fingers on her. My god was it ever uncomfortable and did it ever hurt. Heck, it was hours ago and right now I'm still tender. It hurts so good. Roger felt it too. He said "Is it?" Wide eyed me could only nod my head. I said "It kind of hurts but don't pull out. Let's roll ". He said he would never pull out, told me the tightness around the bottom of his tip was incredible. The next thing I know I'm back in missionary with my legs locked around his waist and having a mind blowing vaginal orgasm. It's. ‘So, what’s happening?’ They gave Mary the rundown up to this point. ‘Helen and Margaret always make any party so much fun. ‘How can you tell them apart?’ ‘There is a very slight difference in the way they look at you if you are making eye contact. It took me a long time to catch on to that slight difference. I have seen every inch of both bodies and there is not as much a speck of difference. Rob led Mrs. Smith into the den. ‘Why are we here? I thought you said my husband was here.’ ‘I said I.