That means she was quite drunk.My penis was still at full mast and hurting. I was desperate to fuck Reshma. I was thinking fast. Reshma seemed very em...barrassed and also in no condition to immediately have another round of sex. So I told her I will bring her something to drink. I went and quickly made another whiskey with coke and lime and came back to the bedroom. I found Reshma almost asleep. I was desperate. I softly said her name and she didn’t respond. I understood that the whiskey must. He then did the same with each breast telling her to keep very still. He removed the casts, then released her, greased the casts with Vaseline then filled the negative moulds with fresh plaster, taking her roughly on the carpet while waiting for the casts to dry. He removed the finished castings and saying he now had a keepsake of their last day together. She said it was strange but she was glad he would have a keepsake of her, he had made her skin crawl in the past but she almost felt sorry. “Now, I’m cumming now.” Before my first blast got to the end of my shaft she pushed down and swallowed my entire nine inches down her throat. The first blast and all the rest went straight to her stomach. As soon as my dick stopped pumping cum down her throat she pulled it out and moved up next to me. “From the look on your face, I must have done at least a passable job.” “Fuck, woman, I have never had anyone do anything nearly as good as that. One of those a day and I’ll be your love slave for. I was sitting in the lounge room when Barry came out wearing my bathrobe Anne reappeared ten minutes later her makeup fully restored wearing a white cat suit that was all but transparent and cut to the navel. I had been the perfect host having made a pot of coffee we sat round chatting about the things we had done over the years of course it was virtually all about sex, the forum club came up again we talked about the parties and the massage nights, Anne reaffirming that there were no vacancies.