I smiled and asked, “Do you want me to come home with my pussy full of cum like Ellen’s husband wants?” John’s eyes enlarged as he said, “O...h, yes. We’re going to take more cab rides too, and you know what the drivers tip will be.” I purred as I pulled him tight to me and asked, “You mean cum from you and the driver?” John said, “Exactly.” I wondered how sore my pussy was going to be as John fucked me two more times before we fell asleep at noon that Saturday.When I woke, my pussy was. “And I think that I should cut back before the drinking turns into alcoholism or something. No more than three beers or shots or glasses of wine. I’m just gonna have to stick to a buzz. Me getting drunk is bad news. I’m mean when I drink, as you’ve said. Oh, and I do want to adopt you, Tiffany. Now that you’re of age, your birth father can’t say a thing about it. It’s up to you. What do you think of adopting Devin, Nellie?” Doug continued.“I love it ... same idea. His birth mom has no more say. I had something else on my mind, though. Ever since I was s*******n, I found myself thinking more about girls than boys when I masturbated. Any time I attempted to meet someone for a romantic time, I only ever wanted women. Ten years on and it is exactly the same. > > Don't get me wrong. When the girls and I get a few drinks inside us, we end up with our tongues and fingers inside of each other. But a lot of girls do that. It's just one of those silly girly things that men dream about and. "You're far too stressed out at the moment." Verdé said. "We need to get you nice and relaxed so you can fully enjoy this.She put two hands lightly on Phil's shoulders."Now you lie back and relax while Verdé and Rosa give you a sexy massage." Verdé straddled Phil's back and lay down on him. "With plenty of breast and pussy," she whispered in Phil's ear.Verdé's hands gently kneaded his back and shoulders. He felt the wetness of her pussy as she teasingly humped the small of his back. Meanwhile,.