I have to say that I felt a little envious, of theirrelationship I suppose. Or maybe of the fact that he had such a womanall to himself. She was sha...pely, pretty and full of life. She was sofeminine, but she could talk to him about sport with some depth ofknowledge. My father had been an accomplished sportsman in his youth,and obviously a keen sports follower since.That night they had sex. I knew it because I thought I overheadsomething and I sneaked into the hallway to listen at the door.. I loaded all my cum into her mouth and she drank all of it not even wasting single drop of it. Then she asked me “is it now burning” and also felt sorry.I just in reflex said” yes, it is burning a lot”. Then she replied “we gonna try out different thing” she removed her short and made her shaved pussy breathe in open air. She then removed my clothing and took me to bed. She lip kissed me and jumped on me. Took mine and placed over her pussy and push it into her. It didn’t go all in. her pussy. "Despite Aleem's admonition, John held his breath, glanced at the glass, and then down the liquid all at once. He drank it as if he were doing a shot.The black liquid burned like fire all of the way down his throat. It tasted like a mixture of bile and motor oil. Literally, it was vitriol. "Yuck . . . " cried John, sticking his tongue out.That made Aleem laugh, despite the situation. "I told you that it was said to be bad tasting." That's why I drank it so fast." Do you feel any different? . What the fuck is the point in not drinking? I’m originally from England, and for us, drinking is pretty much our national sport. It used to be rugby, which is sort of like your American Football only less wimpy. The problem is that we started getting our collective arses kicked by the Springboks (South Africa), Wallabies (Australia) and the All-Blacks (New Zealand). But drinking is something we will always be world champions at. That said, I’ve gotten into a shit-load of trouble when I’m.