I opened and downed half my can of terrible beer. XXX “I told you that last time.”
“Sure we aren’t,” Claire responded with a laugh, taking her bourbon and walking back to her friends. It was then that she reached around and found my clit again, adding intense pleasure to the pain. “Get me another beer while you’re up,” Claire yelled after me. Finally, as she started some stupid TV show I made to sit again, only for Claire to finish her beer and hand me the empty can. If I hadn’t ended up paying for it, she probably would have found someone else from her harem of older women. If I hadn’t ended up paying for it, she probably would have found someone else from her harem of older women.




















