"When she returned four minutes later and set the steaming cup of coffee down before him she winked again. "Just the way you like it," she said. She t...hen gave Janice her bloody Mary and headed off down the aisle to get more drink orders.The coffee smelled funny to Jake. He found out why when he took the first sip. It was heavily spiked with whiskey, whiskey that tasted suspiciously like Chivas Regal. He shook his head in consternation and drank it anyway. What the hell? It's what they expect of. My advisor immediately jumped on the topic, and he asked if I liked that kind of work. I had to be honest: I didn’t know much about it, and I was a little embarrassed that Thaxter treated me like an expert.After some discussion, we decided that I’d drop my criminal justice course and take a marketing class instead. The marketing professor, Dr. Littman, had a reputation around campus: he was supposed to be a real character, but I’d heard he was cool. At any rate, if I liked his class, I could. Her cunt was taking my foot deeper and deeper as I struggled to force my cock down her throat. Her gagging was too much so I knew I needed to teach my slave with lots of practice on throating my cock."Oh, the stress I must endure", I simply stated.With that said, I worked her head back and forth on my throbbing cock as I immediately started training my slave to take all my cock. Her gagging was her problem. A good slave will just keep trying to desperately please her Master while the Master. " She pressed a palm to a flushed cheek and smiled. "But it's already making me feel warm." Nothing like a relaxing drink," chuckled the lean leathery executive. "Drink up, girls, drink up!" He raised his own glass and drained it with one great gulp. Then, as he watched the voluptuous blonde and petite brunette finish off the contents of their glasses, he fought back the temptation to hurriedly pour them each a second portion. Patience, he told himself. If the stuff was as potent as he had been.