Jacob and I sat back down to our seats with me back next to Bobby who gave me a naughty look. "Are you ok buddy? You look a little lightheaded? Remember, you ain't no spring chicken!" David teased Jacob. Chuckling at that comment Jacob replied, "I think I'll be ok. Where are the drinks?" Bobby let him and I know that he told the waitress indian to hold that order until we returned, but as he saw us approaching, he motioned for her to get the drinks. If you don't know what Mexican Flag Shooter is, please Google it. They are beautiful. It's a mixture of grenadine, white tequila, and creme de menthe topped off with a flame. It looks like the Mexican Flag in a shot glass. The agreement of one drink before we left quickly turned to five as we continued to joke and laugh with one another. I kept a safe distance from Bobby as to not have him try anything else with me. As we finished our final drinks, we were all pretty much sloshed. Coming out of the bar Bobby had to hold on to Jacob because he was extremely wobbly. I love my husband but he cannot hold his liquor at all, for the love of God I don't know why he drank so much. Chalk that up to peer pressure, I guess. As we all reached outside David let us know he was going to hail us a cab to take us all home. He got us a mini-van cab and we all got in. Bobby sat in the back, Jacob and I sat in the middle, David and Claire sat in the front row as they would be dropped off first. As we were driving to David and Claire's house, Jacob was laying his head on my lap knocked out. Everyone was laughing on how he was such a lightweight with alcohol but I defended my baby saying he just wanted to fit in. "At least he gave you the high-hard one before he passed out," Claire joked while giving me a high-five. Shaking my head and grinning I replied, "Oh, yes he did!" Claire gave me another high-five. Reaching their home, we all got out, except for Jacob as he was stilled passed out. I hugged David and Claire to wish them a goodnight. They both stated we have to all go out again sooner than later in which I agreed. David turned to Bobby and asked, "You want to stay the night bro? We have more than enough room if you want." "Nah, I'm good D. The place where I’m at is not that far from Jacob and Erin amateur but I'll take you up on that offer in a few days because I have an early meeting near your area." They both gave each other a hug then he kissed Claire on the cheek and hugged her as well. A brief look of relief crossed her face as I pulled out, but it was premature. Once we got outside I opened the button again and before getting in the car I took off my dress. It was the same pleasurable feeling as before. After leaving some extra covering at the end of the bed for our feet, I slithered back inside, rubbing my nose on her chest in reversal of our earlier roles. Grabbing her hips and waist, he pulled himself into her faster now, fucking her on amateur his cocks. There was nothing he wanted more than to lose himself now to the excitement and the want of fucking the mature blonde into gleeful debauchery, but he needed everything set up first. His breathing and grunts got me so turned on. I reached the steps and stumble down indian them, my sneakers squeaking on the steps. The combination of Herman’s fur and belly on her back... his bone hard knot slotted beneath her swollen clit... the swelling pressure of the large knot pressing not only upward, but also its pulsations rubbing against her rubbery G-spot... the softening tip inside her touching the entrance to her cervix... its opening absorbing the hot seed directly into her waiting womb... “No thanks, everything was just fine”. She asked. "That's nothing," Tony replied. "Go away," she growled through the door.