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He’d finally gotten drunk enough to hallucinate He was getting good at this wastrel business

“Rill, what are you—”

She abruptly stopped talking when he kneaded her two round ass cheeks in his paluy who had no future and who daily tried to forget his past ht consider heaven, but there you had it He closed his eyes and inhaled, catching the scent of cottonwith the subtle spice of woman

No, it wasn’t just his whiskey-soaked brain It wasn’t just the fact that he hadn’t inhaled the scent of pussy in his nose in a godawful long tiel eet

He kissed her with an open mouth at the bottom of her zipper

She gasped

“And here that doctor was preaching to me about rehab,” he mumbled “You’re just what the doctor ordered—least you would be if I didn’t have a wanker with a rod up his ass takin’ care of me Come ’ere”

He spread his hands on her hips, liking the way he encorip He pulled She fell onto his lap and thighs with a cock-tugging thud He buried his face in fragrant hair and soft, fir in a potent opiate He could get lost in this unexplored territory—

Lost

“Rillwhat the hell are you doing?”

Did angels stun, because that was exactly how his sounded He turned his head, drowning in the arousing sensation of wedging his face in the valley of delicious breasts

“I’ my hallucination to its fullest,” he mumbled as his hands caainst his face and twisted his nose in a fleshy nirvana