It was eleven thirty and the clock continued to tick. Even though she slut was totally pissed at the both of them she was worried about Ursula, Ryan could take care of himself, but her daughter was a bit of a goody two shoes and naïve as a new born when it came to things like pubs and the men that inhabited them. She’d moved to the living room and put on some music, God, why had she chosen “Appointments” by Julien Baker, tears began to leak from her eyes but it could have been rocket fuel, they were out having a ball and she was sitting alone and crying, it wasn’t fair, it just wasn't fair. And the clock continued to tick, it was after midnight, the witching hour had passed. At the pub neither Ryan nor Ursula had paid attention to the time, Ryan had shown her how to play pool, well, sorta, but all the guys like to see her try. She was wearing a sexy little white mini skirt and a blouse that buttoned up the front that was unbuttoned one button short of modesty, Hardcore from the front they liked the tanned cleavage but, when she really had to stretch across the table they got a shot of her sexy new panties. They were around her like flies to honey and she was reveling in the attention. Ryan was engrossed in his darts games, there was money involved, he wasn’t her babysitter for Christ’s Sake, hell, she was twenty and, besides she was right there over by the pool tables. Well, over the pool table, no one was challenging for “Next Game,” some teen one might have gotten shot had they forced amateur her to yield the table to them. When she and Ryan had come in he’d ordered a Bud for himself and a Coke for her, got his beer and walked over to the dart boards, a buddy of his had taken his place at the bar, said, “Jack and Coke, and sweeten this sweet thing’s, too,” he first Coke ended up a Jack and Coke, she she knew she shouldn’t, but hey, just one. When she left the pool table and took a seat she was on her third, every time her glass was empty another magically appeared. A guy sat down with her at the table, she saw it was Ryan’s friend Derek, he asked, “Having fun?” “It’s great,” she only slurred a little bit. “Ready for another,” he asked. There was only ice remaining in her glass, “Sure,” she said. He got her another and a Johnny Walker Black for himself, “I’m a Scotsman you know, I can even quote Bobby Burns.” “Oh yeh, do it.” “A loaf of bread a jug of wine and thou by my side in the wilderness,” he said. “That’s not Burns, that’s Omar Khayyam silly,” she laughed. “Ok, would you prefer,” ‘best-laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft a-gley,’ I wouldn’t.“Why not?” “Cause I don’t want my plans to go a-gley; I need a smoke, let’s go out back.” “Ok,” naïve young girl says, his hand was massaging her ass as they walked out the door. The only light was the moon, she set the drink on the big air conditioner, he said, “I’m gonna have a joint, do you smoke.” “I never have,” she confessed. “This is girlfriend some good shit, you’ll like it.” “Don’t be surprised, Angela. Their teen unending attention. I feel you getting wetter. I don't buy it." You are just a mindless bimbo sissy slut for me now, and you'll do anything, absolutely anything I want you to." So, we started at $1250, I’d say you’re down to about…$1050.” Their softness promising a Hardcore cushion once they parted and completely amateur accepted my cock past them. Once indoors he again embraced her, this time he slowly began to unbutton her top. She puts her mouth over my cock as I explode, sucking out every drop. Have your way,” she said, and reached back so her hands were on her butt cheeks. The coronary arteries arise normally, follow the usualdistribution and are widely patent without evidence of significant atherosclerosis or thrombosis. slut But, what about the consequences of that. “Shit, all that cum’s gone off your face.” What more could a woman want! “His business, and not yours.” I replied. Kevin then looks to Mark and asks, “What do you think?” I looked her in the eyes and said you know what this is. She shook her head no. girlfriend I wish there was some way I could..." But as I heard him move, I realized it was my turn and I was ready for it. Can we just walk around a little while?