“Were you awake when Ben brought me home last night?”
“I never knew when y’all come in.”
“God, I love the taste of tequila but it kicks my ass every time. We kissed… we kissed over and over. Xxnx We can eat out, maybe go to a club; dance a little, maybe?” She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my head, again, “At least I know I can depend on you to treat me good.”
MY GOD! God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that round, in which I’m proud to say, I gave her two orgasms; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the house, “Blow jobs are not my favorite thing to do, but I didn’t mind giving head to your dad once in a while. When he jammed it down my throat and held it, I couldn’t breathe.
