After about 6 malt drinks down I start to feel a little sleepy. I lay down on the couch by myself and Keith asks if I want to go to bed. I told him ..."No I think I will sleep right here on the couch". I don't think he liked that answer since he gave a heavy sigh when I finished my sentence. About what I assume was an hour goes by, I wake up to Keith sitting on the couch with me running his hands up my shorts. I slap his hands and tell him that I am a boyfriend. He doesnt seem to care since. “I don’t know. All I can do is ask,” I said.“So, what happened in there, when they told you to contact Emma? You closed your eyes and then this look of exaltation came over your face, like you were a kid again and it was Christmas morning.”I studied her face for a second and then realized what she was talking about. “Oh, I could tell where Emma was. I could have gone to her if I needed to.”“So your disappointment...”“It didn’t work for Jordan,” I said.She nodded and then asked something else I. If you take command, then you can decide how I should be dealt with - I'll abide by your decision and so will Annie and Francesca. I think they both guess how bad I feel. I daresay you will have me staked out, so I won't be much use until I'm free again. Maybe you ought to take over permanently!"Angela shook her head at the last suggestion. "No, Joanne, you are the leader in the long term, but you ought to be punished, and pretty ferociously - you're right about that. I can hardly believe what. I remember she told me how she loved to rub her tight little hole as she is pleasured by a man so I used my long tongue to lick her clit and probe her wet sopping pussy then make my way to her sweet tight little ass. She lets out a great moan as she shutter and almost loose control . She turns her head toward my big black cock and begins to lick the shaft making it as wet and slippery as possible because she knows where she wants it to go. I continue to lick from her top to her bottom as she.