Rick looked shocked, confused, and a little cross eyed from Clare being on his lap with her face so close to his. She went to the liquor cabinet and found one of Rick’s bottles of vodka. He thrust in and out of her as hard and as fast as he could. After about 10 minutes, she thought that it was possible that his lack of erection might be from lack of movement. She decided to throw caution to the wind. Clare smiled and sipped her drink, “It was a mixed thought, nothing worth sharing.” She finished her drink and sat her glass down on the table, “I think I should probably go to bed.” she stood up. Clare got up off the couch and walked over to the bag, looking inside it. She was thrilled that his pajama pants were so thin that she could feel the perfect outline of his cock against her face. Rick downed another glass and shook his head, “Most of it does, but there are a few items on the market that don’t taste bad at all. He smiled and said, “Make a wish!” Clare blushed, closed her eyes as though making a wish, and gently blew the eyelash off of his finger. Rick’s voice broke the silence, making Clare jump. When he was in as far
