Jill was in college and had a few more years of heavy duty drinking on me; I tried to keep up with her but usually failed miserably.One morning after ...one of these long nights of drinking, I awoke with the strangest feeling...I tried to think back to the details of the night before for something that could explain it. My memories of the last few hours of those types of nights was non-existent; I would have what Jill called 'black outs' where I just couldn't remember the last hour or so before. I told her to stop before I lost all control.There was too much of her yet to explore. I lay back on the bed with my eyes closed to catch mybreath and gain control. Something touched the side ofmy face. I opened my eyes and found myself staring ather hard cock just inches from my face. I’ve neverconsidered myself gay, but the sight was too much forme to handle. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed asmuch of her cock as I could. I got enough in to touch my chin on her large hangingballs.. "I think you might be grown up enough to do that." Will Zoë be happy?" Completely. I suspect she'd be surprised if you didn't stay the night." In that case, yippee!" He swung her round and kissed her. She blushed in pleasure and some embarrassment.Jerry did as he was told but added some drink to his overnight bag. He also picked up his diary. The dogs were wildly excited at going out twice in the day whining all the way in the car to Emma's. As he had hoped, she had beaten him home but only. As soon as Tom rounded the door he heard orders from Laura. “I want you on your back with your legs behind your ears…you are going to have such a fucking licking, young girl…” she exclaimed as she pushed Sam onto the bed. Sam was grinning from ear-to-ear as she crawled up the bed on her back and then her legs fell backwards and she hooked them behind her head. “Fucking lick it then!” she exclaimed as she watched Laura lower her mouth to her wonderful pussy and start to lick at it. Sam’s head.