”“I might be able to revive it!” I suggested. “I would love to try.”“I don't normal stay horny afterwards. Sorry.”I was a bit deflated a...t this. I could only think about sucking his soft cock and feeling it grow. My mind couldn't think about anything else.“Maybe you could blow Harry? I'm sure his young cock could cum all day.”“He is away until Wednesday.” I answered forlornly. “And what about your city boy?”“I service him when he requires it. It is always his choice.” I replied.“I see.” Nick. For three days you had been pondering if you should drink the blue bottle and get going, and for three days you’ve been too scared. But, sitting home alone, you’ve decided to take the plunge. Being as horny as you are, and hoping she might appear to you again once the bottles have been used, you open the blue bottle and pour the contents down your through. The velvety sweet liquid seems to heat your body as it makes its way to your stomach. When you try to make your way to your bed, your head. Wait here, I'll call you when it's ready."I sat waiting and wondering what she was doing and what my surprise would be. A delicious feeling of excitement made my cock twitch. I heard the bathroom door click shut, and decided to do the dishes to keep myself occupied.The last pot was dripping in the strainer when Abby said she was ready. My head had been filled the entire time with naughty ideas of things we could do together - only half of which I would admit to. After quickly wiping my hands on. Between the money we made at the (Redacted) club and a special present from the hotel manager who was real grateful for the way Trixie hauled his ashes almost every night since we had arrived here, we were sitting pretty with lots of cash to keep us happy as pigs in shit. I couldn't figure out why my close friend Trixie let that guy crawl all over her because he was ugly, married and had a terrible personality with absolutely no sense of humor to speak of at all. In fact, the prick even wanted.