I nursed my bourbon while Angela and Bob were away. With a few already in me, I decided on a simple nightcap featuring people-watching. Blowjob sex She knew she had broken Bobby’s rule in remembering Christopher as Chris. I took control. “Ladies choice,” I said in an act of mercy. With all that had happened downstairs in the bar, I had not realized just how beautiful she was. Not for the first time this bizarre evening, I wondered about this game they played. I tightened my grip to only a clump of her hair and pulled her head so that her mouth was there waiting. I smiled. Bob had pivoted from the closet to return to his place. My face drew close as I reared my head up and breathed in her scent like a predator stalking his prey. With it free, her tongue licked my dick slowly, root to stem, with slight kisses to dry the puddles along my shaft.
