I looked to the side of the bar and noticed that there was a shot glass off to the side. It was filled almost all the way with what looked like cum. "...Anthony" I said. "What the hell is that" I said pointing to the shot glass. "Oh that?" he asked. "That's Carl's" Every year when he has this party her jerks off into a shot glass and leaves it on the bar as a gag. You know, just to see of a girl will get drunk and do it." "Has anyone ever done it?" I asked. "Yeah, last year 2, maybe 3 girls did. In the backseat. Soon she had most of me inside her and I had a face full of sweater-meat. I reached up and pushed the flimsy sweater over her fat cone-shaped boobs. Working her tits over with my hands and mouth, I started moaning along with her as her pussy rippled along my throbbing cock.She didn't have much room to move, so she just rolled her hips like a pro, making about 2 inches of my meat work its way in and out of her over-packed vagina. The car was too narrow for her to really spread. The nurse had questions for me, which at that time I could not answer saying I had been in Paris when the accident happened but I would get the answers shortly when the rest of the team arrived.The problem to getting my security to Athens was twofold as the pilot of my helicopter was also one of my guards but right then he was one of the missing as he had been with Antonia when the accident happened. During the day that would not be too much of an issue as we could simply call up a charter. Thanks," she replied, following me into the kitchen."So why you so tense?" You know what it's like. Sat at a computer one minute, driving round, lifting heavy stuff. It never stops..."She tried to rub her own shoulder and winced."Here, let me," I said, standing behind her.I started to massage her shoulders, gently at first, then a little bit harder. She smelled amazing. I could feel her bra strap under her top and my cock threatened to burst out."Mmmm, oh that feels good. You're in the wrong.