I could never keep up with Moose in a drinking contest, but I could hold my own for a few bottles and still be cool to drive. x video I bit at her breasts, carved bloody gashes in her shoulders with my nails, and bit again at her collarbone. “Oh, Jesus, Joanna, really?”
At first, she gave me a deer-in-the-headlights look like, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” But once I picked up the twenty, her expression changed to one of guilt. When last call rolled around, Joanna was pretty toasted. Her nails continued to scratch down my lower torso until they found my erect cock. “Fuck a girl like that again, she’s liable to get pregnant.” She laughed, but not the normal laugh that I usually heard from Joanna; this was a
