Again, they played until she had the eight-ball lined up and ready to sink. Finally, she thought. I’m finally gonna get a break. But as her stick hit the cue ball she slipped, and the eight-ball found it’s was into the wrong hole. Damn, she thought. As Tim began to rack the balls again Barb made her way to the door. "You know dear,” Dave said with a grin, “if we run out of beer before this game is over, you’re just gonna have to drop those panties.” The last thing he saw of her as she walked out the door was her upturned finger. Barb was so ticked that she was halfway across the living room before she realized that Doug was the only one still passed out on the couch, Richard was nowhere to be seen. Barb froze, unsure of what to do next. She couldn’t hear any movement and she didn’t see him in the kitchen, what part she could see from here. If he were at the sink she would walk right in on him and not know it until she was in plain view. On the other hand, if she stayed there, he was bound to come back and find her, standing there in only her panties (a slight shiver ran up her back at the thought of Richard, tall and handsome, finding her right like this). Of course, Doug could always wake-up and see her only a few feet away, at which she hurried to the kitchen as a blush spread over her cheeks as she thought about getting caught almost completely naked by Tim’s handsome friend. As she entered Hardcore the kitchen she peeked around the corner. Richard was nowhere in sight. She quickly crossed to the refrigerator and grabbed three more anal beers before heading back for the den. As she peeked into the den Doug was still asleep on the couch, but Richard was still missing. As she quietly moved toward the door to the den she heard a toilet flush and the door to the hallway bathroom open up. Barb darted the last few yards to the den and almost dropped a bottle of beer trying to get the door closed. Dave laughed and said, “you know, if you spill any alcohol you’ll have to pay a penalty for the party foul.” When Barb caught her breath she shot him a dirty look. She only just realized that she was breathing heavy and wasn’t sure how much of it was from the sprint to the den and how much was from the thought of Richard bear catching her semi-nude holding three beers in the living room. She could only imagine what Richard might think, or do, in such a situation (a chill ran up her spine at the thought). As she handed out the beers and the game began again Dave realized that this was going to get interesting amateur very soon. Though Barb was actually quite a good pool player, normally, she had consumed several more beers then she usually did when she was playing to win. And he realized that she wasn’t aware of how it was affecting her game. Her cocky attitude told him she really thought she was going to win this despite that fact she was standing in their den, almost completely naked and Tim still had most of his clothes on. Just as Dave had thought, Barb lost yet another round. But he was quite surprised when she chose to public lose her panties instead of getting the next round of beer. He almost asked her why, but then decided against it. It’s just, there’s something sexy about it?” There was an obvious nervous quality to my voice. As soon as we make contact the head of my cock is slick with her juices. “Easier because I love you and hard because... because I'm scared we'll have to stop. Steve finished and pulled out Hardcore his cock and I motioned for him to move beside me and suck his cock dry and licked him clean. Janis stood watching her Master and the two young ones with a big smile. Yes she makes me feel like a midget at 5ft 4inches. Her job was faltering somewhat. My pussy convulsed around his amazing dick. She understood the highs anal and lows, the wild amateur spikes of bear adrenaline and the crushing blow from a bad race. Now let’s get to your house while the sun’s still up. I would talk so dirty to you, I would say anything you like to make you give me big loads of your jizz.’ He smiled at her, “Tell me what I can do for you Mom,” he asked. “Mr. Secretary.” That was a phase public before puberty hit her. "Dirty, filthy, turned on, slut and maybe even pain slut?" She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same