She wore her glasses which she only needed to read."Um Thomas." Yes." You know what day will be tomorrow." No." What!"She came closer and gave me a hu...g. Her breasts were pressed against my chest."Tomorrow is your birthday."She was right. I forgot my birthday."So how about if we go clubbing to celebrate your birthday?" Sounds good to me." Can't wait for it."And with that she moved out and i stared just on this masterpiece of an ass.A few hours later i was waiting in the den. She came down the. " The bus doesn't leave for over an hour and I want to go see my mother." Did you want a ride?" Yes, Sir."The man looked at me oddly then said, "We have to wait for Ed then we can go to the truck." He looked at the suitcase and said, "Is that all you are taking?" Yes, Sir."Ed came out and looked at me then said, "Aren't you Jeff Congdon's girlfriend?" Yes, Sir."The driver said by way of explanation, "She wants a lift to Hamilton to see her mother."Ed just nodded his head and we all left the. Then he strokes across each side of the labia before climbing up to the mountainous, snowy clit. Instead of lathering his tongue and spitting on it, he encloses the clit inside of his cheeks and sucks hard on it. And by sucking hard on it,I elaborate to say, it is stronger than when I suck the tip of his fat, thick cock. It is almost a painful, heated suck in which I'm clawing at the sheets, moving my hips up and down (to shake him off) and screaming loudly for him to stop. But he stubbornly. It would probably be better if I quit drinking altogether, and with how bad the beer tasted, it would be easier to quit before I got used to it.I couldn't focus, so I went into the 'office', the room set up with a sleep trainer, a desk and a computer terminal. The AI set up the sleep training course for me, and I lay down in the tube. Two hours later, I was wrung out, exhausted, but I had a host of new information at my mental fingertips. The sleep training isn't like I'd thought it would be,.