. She held the base of my swollen cock, sizing it up like a hungry person about to feast... then in one move, she deepthroated it down to the base an...d held it there. I could feel her tongue and her throat muscles contracting around it. I can't lie... felt incredible. Then she slowly came up with her lips wrapped tight around my shaft, staring at my face with those "fuck me" eyes. In my mind, any chance to retreat or put an end to this was long gone. So the only thing left for me to do was. We, yes we, she wanted to know all the deep dark secrets that woman has in her closet.I had someone else to do first, my boss’ wife. I needed to get something on her so that she would convince my boss to promote me and make my life a lot easier. Ericka offered to help me out. Great!I found out when my boss was going out of town and scheduled that day off. Ericka was knocking on her door as her husband’s plane was taking off. In a few minutes Ericka opened the backdoor and let me in. I quickly. We found natural gas, fresh water, an artesian well, and the geologists have a strong feeling you are sitting on oil. Clean up the dope traffic down there and get rid of the racketeering and drug dealing cartels, and you'll have one hell of a good place to live."Without thinking, I said, "I may have a way to handle that. At least I think and hope so."Steve, Sue, and Mark looked at me funny. I added, "I'm not going to go eradicate a bunch of bad guys, even if they are vermin. I'm going to. So far only Patsy had been chosen to drink the stuff though."And the winner is..." he said, holding the glass over the table, "Patsy!"Her friends cheered."Aww come on!" Patsy cried, "Iss naw fair! You picked me the lass two times! Everybody always picks me!" We can't help it, Patsy--you're beautiful when you're drunk!" said Keenan, "It makes you blush."Patsy blushed furiously, her skin a rosy pink, the curse of being a red-head."Drink, Patsy, drink! Drink, Patsy, drink!" Kim began the chant.