He'd gotten three kegs, plus hard alcohol. She kept getting separated from him; every time she turned around he was gone. But she got drunker and drun...ker, wondering when he would just relax and they could go into a bedroom.Whenever she did see him she started kissing him, so out of it. He acted annoyed, not nearly as drunk as she. He kept telling her to sit down. She pouted, but he didn't notice. She felt stupid; pouting was something she would do with Ryan, kidding with him to get her way.. She has got to be out of the picture, now.”“Ok, Ok, Ok, I get the idea. But you know this is going to cost you extra. This is above and beyond our original agreement.”Emily understood the mercenary mind. She was used to money and power, using both to get the results she wanted. “I understand just add the cost to the next bill you send. Label it as visual effects. That’s simple enough to pass the accountants. And remember it has to go through the right channels.”Clyde was becoming bored. This. "Don't be afraid, Saagar," my sister said, as she reached down and gently put her hand behind my head, "Just lick it, and kiss it for me. I'll guide you through it."Once my tongue touched her clit, I knew this was going to be lot exciting, I thought. Her pussy had a natural sweet taste to it, so I started licking, and sucking."Ooh, Saagar," she whispered, "faster, please lick me faster!"I darted my tongue in and out as fast as I could, until she was trembling with pleasure."Put your finger. My fingers kept going bringing Lynda to cum again. Then with out saying,she turned onto her side,still holding my cock,she pushed her arse towards my waiting tool,& when I was fully in,she let me fuck her till I shot inside her butt. The first to meet Jayne,& my first arse of a woman I had fucked,but not the first anal sex. That was my old lover,a gay man who loved me & who I let fuck & suck me when I was 16. I remember telling Lynda about him & was surprised when she said it didn't bother.