“She’s drunk,” I said apologetically. “When she gets drunk, she strips.”“When I get drunk,” Reba declared, “I like to fuck.”Dave loo...ked at his wife in disbelief.“Since when?” he pressed.“Since always,” Reba shot back. “Hell, I might be in a fucking mood right now.”Okie dokie.“Well, who do you want to fuck?” Dave pressed back.Reba was not at a loss for words. The rum had taken full effect. She looked at her husband and then she looked at me and declared she wanted to fuck me.I was like,. "Ever seen black dick, girl?" N-no..." She said."Got one right here for ya," Derren took her petite hand and guided it to the very large bulge in his pants. Ashley breathed in shakily, feeling his hardening black cock straining through his jeans. "Take it out," he commanded.Tentatively she unbuttoned and unzipped his loose jeans. She kept her eyes trained on his bulge as she pulled his jeans down, his boxers barely holding back the black snake within. For a moment she looked up at Derren. "Go. It’s hypnotic. I fall to my knees. More than that. I pull myself down to them, eagerly. I’m so very thirsty and he’s dripping down to the floor. Sweet clear pre-cream. I lap at it. I look up into his eyes. “Drink me. Slut.” I comply and open my mouth. I get down to the floor. I lick a bit off of the hard wood, then slowly make my way up to his own, hardening wood. “It usually takes me longer to get it going.” I slurp on his low-hanging balls and begin to stroke him up and down. Massaging deep. Then, suddenly, Tina remembered something important.'Wait! Take them off, Harry!''Why?' he said, worried. Without further questioning, he attempted to pullthe rings off. 'Shit! They won't come off!''You've got to take them off, Harry... what if... what if you don't get yourdream body... you get mine?' she yelled, hysterical with panic.'Oh......my..... god!!!!!!' Harry moaned as the magic from the rings kickedwith a vengeance. He doubled up, clenching his stomach, then suddenly stoodup again,.