A mean drunk you can beat the crap out of, but a crying drunk is just pathetic."Do you think I'm sexy?" she asks, looking at me, almost fearful to hea...r the answer.That one is easy."Christ, yes," I tell her. "I always have."Muscles kisses me. Not her tough, take control, 'guy' kiss, but a soft, almost pleadingly erotic kiss.Hell, what can I do? I want to, and Jack likes Muscles, even though she scares him too.I kiss her back."Just make love to me, Murry," she says, looking into my eyes. "No. Its almost more than 40 minutes of fucking.He again whispered in my ear are you’re ready for another shot, I am on Viagra. I brought it to fuck your aunty but once I met you, she is nothing. I didn’t utter a word. He then remove his dick and sat on his knees, asked me do you tolerate this. I nodded my head and said but take care of me, I just came. Yes my princess was his reply. I moved in a doggy pos, my hands was holding the edge of bed my ass was facing his front. My hairs was on one side of. Initially I did likewise, but then moved down her belly to kneel between her open legs. I noticed as I moved the husband already sucking on my wife’s cunt. The pussy in front of me gaped pinkly open, small labia swollen around the throat of her vagina, upright clitoris on display. I ran my tongue deep into her juicy grove, slurped at her gash and sucked on her bud. Oh my, she did taste good. Looking up along her belly I saw the other man kneeling over her head, her mouth fastened around his. I mewl softly, still tired, and dont wake up yet. I feel him move his hand up my nightgown, rubbing my tits softly, and I moan a little. Daddy? Whatre you doing? I ask, the innocence in my voice perfectly pitched. He quickly pulls his hand out of my nightgown and kisses me on the cheek. Daddy was just checking on you princess, thats all, he says, getting up as if to leave. Nuh-uh, Daddy! You were doing something else. But…but…it felt good! I say, sitting up on my legs, and it made my kitty all.