ttlChapter 94
Jason
Confusion couldn't cut out the exact thing I was currently feeling. It was something way more than that. I picked up the bottle of alcohol I was currently drinking from and took a long swing, and then I sighed as it burned down my throat.
What was happening? What the hell was this supposed to mean and how was I supposed to make sense of it?
I glanced down at my dick which was still tenting my pants and i felt weak to the core all over again, prompting me into chugging down more mouthfuls of the alcohol.
Why the fuck was i had? It's been over thirty minutes since the couple left, and yet, my dick was still throbbing hard.
