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Daniel As Ashley comes back into the living room I can see that she has made herself a Bacardi and Coke, the love drink. She goes wild every time she drinks it and she doesn’t even remember my name on the odd occasion when she gets so drunk and she doesn’t pass out. ‘Like a nympho’ I have told her. “What’s that your drinking there then little lady” I ask as she strolls back into the living room and sits on the sofa, her eyes slyly grinning. “Later” she replies in a sultry voice that beckons my cock to stir. A couple of seconds later Matt walks back into the room, holding a bottle of vodka in his one hand and a glass of vodka and coke in the other. The PJ bottoms that I had lent him were quite thick but even though you could still see that his dick was dangling free in them as he slumped back on the sofa by my side. Shit I forgot the hole in the front is loose on those ones I think to myself as he sits back down and begins to drink some more. The buttons had been loosened by Ashley one night when she had pulled my cock out a bit roughly and started to rub it; my dick had never fallen out but had been seen by my wife on several occasions, leading to a fuck fest. “How you doing Matt, I see your on the strong stuff now just like your sister” I say as I see him down half a glass in one go. “Neaarrllly tthheerreee” he says as he tries to fill another glass, hands wobbling a bit as his eyes struggle to facial see. “Yay, me-too” says Ashley as she brings up the bottle of Bacardi from the side of the sofa and fills up her drink, less coke, more Bacardi. She starts to drink and smiles at me, noticing that she was going to pay for it in the morning with a look of ‘ok’. I continue to drink my Jack asian Daniels and listen to my wife attempting to hum to the music. After about another hour the ‘party’ had begun to change. My wife was still just about able to hold her head up with the odd lapse of her neck muscle dropping it forward. Matt on the other hand was completely wasted, he still sat by the side of me on the sofa but his eyes were shut and his hand had all but lost grip on his glass. He sat so still that I tried to open his eye just to see if he could react, his eye was rolled back in his head and he was gone so far away he would not be back until the morning. Ashley got up and said something about needing to go to the ‘toil a wet, bees back soooons’, she wobbled off and I could hear her scrabbling for the light switch. I downed what was left of my Jack and filled another ready. ‘damn, I can’t even get drunk off the Jack tonight I think to myself as I fill a stronger portion of Jack to Coke, nearly neat. I was very tipsy no doubt but I couldn’t get as drunk as my wife or her brother by my side. Ashley “Wheerrre is the bigtits toil a wet paperssss” I can remember thinking as I blowjob got to my feet, or sort of to my feet. “Ahhh fucckk itttt”. I didn’t wipe as there was no paper, shaved or none that I could remember seeing. I walked (stumbled) back into the living room. ‘Let’s get it onnnnn’ is playing on the music player and I get my feet in a tussle and stumble towards the bookshelf on Daniels left side. ‘Ohhh yeaahhh’ I start to say as I turn, a little too fast towards where Daniel is sitting. My vision is doubled as I do my sexy dance over to him on the sofa. “I wannav fuck youv...somethinggs” I say as I lean in for a kiss. Daniel As Ashley walks back into the room I can see that she is totally drunk, yet she is still standing and attempting to tell me something. But would a good girlfriend interrupt her boyfriend? blowjob “Lou, check the house for anyone else.” As Louis shaved went to search the house he told her what was going to happen. Luke held her up with his cock and his hands around her facial tiny waist until his cock shrunk and she calmed. With surprise, she saw that both her hands were deep within her panties. “We're going to do such naughty things to you, Mom,” said Sam. Connie gathered up all the things to bigtits make sure they. There she laid, sobbing. “Fine”, Trevor sighed as if unsatisfied. “See,” I said, stepping off the table. “Blood hell, I didn’t know that accountants looked like that. I don’t do that often but I felt like being bare at asian the moment.