"Care for a nip of cognac to celebrate?" She reached into the desk drawer and produced two shot glasses followed by a flask of amber-gold DIY liquor. "Yes, and thank you." Maybe a little of the hair of the dog which bit me would help take the edge off a crappy day. It had been years since my last overindulgence. I took a tentative taste of the colony's brew; my gut approved. couple I sighed and relaxed as the warmth of the spirits seeped into my tired bones. There is a heaven. Sheila held the glass in both hands as she took a swallow and studied me. "You look like shit, too much party?" "Yeah, something like that. Too much weed and booze." I took another babe swallow of the beverage as I tried to find a comfortable spot in the oral seat. "Too much sex?" Sheila challenged with a wink followed by an odd smile of inquiry. "I don't know. You'll have to ask them. I passed out in the blowjob second hand of strip-poker," I said, pointing my thumb over my shoulder in the general direction of our bedchamber. "Interesting," Sheila said with an amused smile as she scribbled a note on the old-fashioned, green, ink-felt blotter erotic that covered much of her desk. The thing with dogs is they have a blowjob quick recovery and cum so much it's oral hard to keep up swallowing Those eyes., there's nothing better than eyes. “Well, what are the odds? babe Several more hours passed, couple where all he could do was watch the same video play on repeat as his cock was brought to the edge of orgasm multiple times. Another perilous quest?” He's a grown man. Don't think you have to have a relationship with him just for a place to stay, erotic you know you are welcome to move back into the Commune. “What you been up to?” “Yes, sir” His heart broke, knowing that Shelly had to carry the baby to term in order to ensure the world lived. Was there anything I should do to stop this?