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Anything like that." So that shouldn't be too hard." You would think, but it's harder than it seems. You do things sonaturally you don't realize them. But when I had to go to the bathroomthat's what really got me." How???" Well obviously I couldn't pee standing up." So that is only one drink?" No they said because I did it continuously, I must drink a whole beer atonce. Then I just couldn't concentrate very much. It seems like everyminute I was doing something feminine and taking a drink. By the end ofthe night I was beyond drunk." Yeah I saw you last night, you were pretty wasted." I am going to keep an extra eye on doing anything feminine now. Thatwill never happen again. That reminds me, I'm going with the boys to playpool in a couple of days. They are bringing their girlfriends along.Want to come?" I guess I'll have to. That is the only way to keep you out of trouble."Adelaide closed her eyes and tried to get her bearings for the rest of thetrip. When Joanne returned. I pushed and rubbed around her pussy entrance, her lace panties getting wet as I pressed them into her slit. She was moaning again, her ass shifting in the chair as she tried to get more of my touch. Deftly I moved her panties to one side to open up her pussy to my hands. Now I stroked her bare pussy with my hands and I was surprised to find that she was shaved and smooth. Her moans were louder and I rubbed up and down her pussy, spreading her juices that gave away her excitement. Bending down I brought my head close to her pussy and I breathed in deeply, inhaling the delicious aroma of young pussy. I moved even closer and licked her pussy, and she tasted wonderful. Finding her clit I discovered that it was engorged and I licked around it before sucking on it gently. At my touch she gave out a yelp, and then a slow moan and her hips bucked as she moved against my tongue. I moved a finger to her pussy entrance and traced around it while I sucked her sensitive clit. I pushed my finger.
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She had been magically drugged. She was supposed to disappear that night, to be made a vessel of the Lockdown. I finally reacted, catching her by her wrists. “I ... I’m not sure this is what we should be doing.”She giggled and wrestled with me, still trying to get at my pants. “Let me give it a kiss, make it better,” she said, pouting.Someone else said, “Francine!”Francine stopped struggling with me and looked around. I did too, curious if this really was going to end up like that night, regardless of my actions.It was the same woman from that night, the one who had told the police that I might have tried something with Francine, simply because she didn’t want to believe that Francine would do something as crazy as this of her own volition. “God, Francine, what are you doing? What would Jimmy think if he saw you?”Francine smiled at her. “He could join us. Check out the package this big boy has!” She slipped a hand from my grip and groped me again.The woman stood there watching.

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