I needed a drink, something stronger than wine which had been the only alcoholic beverage I had for the longest time. At the other side of the pub there was a stage with dark purple curtains. Beeg sex “She any good,” I asked taking a drink of the whiskey. I felt her spasm as she came. “Indoor plumbing, nice” I said. He handed me the glass and I drank the bitter sweet liquid in one gulp. If anything that only made it kinkier. Then a large stream of cum shot out of me and landed on Bridget’s chest. It wasn’t the best song; “Green Sleeves” it was more the way she sang it that appealed everyone.
