I wake up from my nap to find that I’m alone in bed and the bathroom door is shut. Eric groans in agony and I smile. I realize my revenge is a little bit evil, but I legitimately thought he and my dad were killing each other the whole way home from work. He deserves it.
So do my parents.
I get out of bed and tap on the door.
“You okay in there, Baby?” I ask.
“You’re going to pay for this, Sookie,” he calls out from the bathroom.
“Pay for what?” I ask innocently.
“You know what you did.” I hear the toilet flush, but he doesn’t come out.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say. He obviously knows I’m full of shit. “But maybe this’ll teach you not to be such a shit.”
“You’re an evil woman, Sookie!”
I chuckle and ask, “Can I get you something to drink, Baby?”
I laugh harder and walk away from the door. It’s another half hour before I hear the bathroom door open. I’m lying on the couch when Eric staggers out of the bedroom with a grump on his face. He is not happy with me right now.
“I feel like my ass is on fire, Sookie. Thanks a-fucking-lot,” he grumbles.
I try not to laugh and say, “Come here. I’ll give you snuggles.”
“No, I don’t want you touching me,” he says with a serious pout.
“Mmhmm,” he grunts and goes into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
“Do you want some ginger tea? It’ll help settle your stomach.” I get up and go to the kitchen.
“I don’t know if I can trust you,” he says, narrowing his eyes at me.
“We’re even,” I tell him. “I promise the tea will be safe.”
“Fine. Do you need help boiling the water?” He’s still pissed.
“No, I can do that. Go lay down and I’ll bring it to you unless you want to supervise.”
“You wouldn’t endanger my health again this soon,” he says and walks stiffly out of the kitchen.
I get his tea made and bring it back to the bedroom. He’s lying on his side, looking miserable.
“Here,” I offer him the mug and sit on the edge of the bed. “I’ll even take a drink first if you want me to.”
“Yes, I want you to.”
Without hesitating I lift the mug and take a gulp, not just a little sip.
“There. No bad stuff in the tea,” I say as I hold out the mug.
“Thanks,” he says and sits up to take a few sips before handing it back so I can set it down.
“Since Mom and Dad won’t be wanting to join us for dinner, I was thinking I’d go pick up some of the soup you like from the diner.”
“That’s fine. Maybe you should take them some on your way home.”
“I could do that. Do you want me to get you some of those cheddar biscuits too?”
“Yes, please,” he nods. He’s stopped pouting and just looks tired now.
“Maybe some ice cream?” He’s like a six-year-old.
“I don’t think I want ice cream. Chocolate cream pie from the diner is fine.”
“You got it.” I lean forward and kiss his forehead.
“You’re welcome.” I get up and put on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top.
As I’m putting my sandals on, I hear Eric groan and then the bathroom door slam shut. It’s going to be a long night for him.
♦ ♦ ♦
The next morning I’m up before Eric. He finally passed out around two after he took a shower. He’s curled on his side but he’s not holding on to me like he usually would be. I’d make him breakfast but that’s not a good idea.
I roll over and brush his hair back. He looks peaceful and his color is better now.
I get out of bed and go to the bathroom to start the shower. After I get the coffee going in the kitchen, I come back to the bedroom and strip down. The water is perfect in the bathroom so I step into the tub. It’s a little early to call my parents so I’ll wait until closer to lunchtime. They were pretty pissed at me last night too, but they’ll get over it.
While I’m rinsing shampoo from my hair, the shower curtain pulls back a bit and my sleepy boyfriend is standing there.
“Morning,” I say.
“Hi,” he says quietly. “You got room for one more?”
“Sure,” I smile at him. “You’re not going to try to waterboard me, are you?”
“You’re safe for now,” he says and kisses my forehead.
“For now, huh?”
“Baby doll, you just started a war. Your turn is next,” he says and he smiles at me for the first time since before our nap yesterday.
“Oh so this is a prank war, huh?” I have a million ideas immediately.
“We’ll lay out the rules later,” he winks. “You’ve proved yourself worthy with the laxative stunt.”
“Baby, I grew up with the great Jason Stackhouse… the original Numbnuts.”
“Good to know. You haven’t talked about him much… maybe I need to make a phone call.”
“Please do. He can fill you in on the rest of my résumé,” I smirk.
“Good to know I fell I love with a world class prankster.”
“Maybe, maybe not. So far I think I might be ahead.”
“You are, I’ll be sure to remedy that. Don’t you worry your pretty little head,” he smirks and leans in to lay a long, hard kiss on my lips.
When I pull back I say, “I’m not worried, I’m strategizing.”
“Okay,” he says and pecks me quickly.
“Are you feeling better?” I ask.
“Mostly. I still feel a little woozy.”
“Awwww… poor Schmoopy. I might know a way to make you feel better.”
“Mmhmmm. But I’ll have to touch you and I lost my touching privileges.”
He thinks for a moment and says, “I’ll reinstate them as long as you agree to play nice.”
“I promise to be a very good girl,” I smile up at him.
“Your touching privileges are granted.”
“Good.” I turn us around and reach out to start stroking his cock.
“That’s a good start,” he says and tilts my head up to kiss me.
“I thought so,” I tell him and move to nibble on his ear a little.
Eric groans when I twist my hand and his head drops against the tile.
“That’s really sweet,” he whispers.
“I’m glad you approve, but I’m not done yet.” I kiss my way down his neck and past his chest. I drop to my knees and lick his cock from base to tip before I take him in my mouth. Since he’s not completely hard yet, I can fit all of him easily.
“I approve of this too, Baby doll,” he says and strokes my hair back.
I moan around his length and start bobbing my head. Eric groans and I look up at him while I work. As his cock swells, I have to use my hand to help me out, but he doesn’t seem to mind. My tongue swirls around his head and my other hand goes to his balls to massage them when the tip of my tongue flicks against the sensitive spot on the underside of his shaft near his head.
“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” he breathes.
I suck on just his tip and my wrist twists as I stroke his length. My tongue goes back to swirling around and around the head of his cock.
“Suck it hard, Sookie,” he directs me.
My lips wrap around his head and I suck hard like he wants. I like it when he gives me instructions. I want him to enjoy it or what’s the point?
“Can you take me deeper?” he moans and his fingers thread through my hair.
“Mmm…” I moan and my head starts bobbing again. I take him as deep as I can without swallowing him, and I hollow my cheeks to suck him hard.
“There we go,” he groans and holds onto my head. He stops me from moving and starts fucking my mouth now that he knows how deep he can go.
I grab his hips to keep steady and the look in his eyes as he watches himself fuck my mouth makes my ovaries tingle. I moan around his shaft and dig my fingers into his sides.
“This is going to make me cum, Princess,” he growls and bites down on his bottom lip. “Oh God… oh…” Eric holds my hair tighter and releases deep in my mouth.
I moan again and intentionally let some of his cum dribble out of my mouth, but I keep bobbing my head until Eric calms down and I’m sure he’s finished cumming. Then I release his cock with a kiss on his tip. Eric pulls me up to my feet and his lips land on mine. He moans as his tongue sweeps through my lips.
“All is forgiven,” he whispers and starts kissing me again.
I moan into the kiss and wrap my arms around him. I’d be happy to stay here making out with him but the water starts going cold so we have to get out. Thankfully I have a bottle of leave-in conditioner under the sink I keep for when I swim in a pool.
Eric turns off the water and we step out of the shower. I hand him his towel and ask, “Is this shower curtain okay?” I hung the new one two days ago. I donated the butterfly curtain since Eric obviously hated it.
“This one is perfect,” he says. “I meant to tell you when I first saw it.”
“I guess you had plenty of time to look at it last night,” I smirk.
“That was extremely unsafe, Sook. I felt like I was going to die at one point.”
“You weren’t going to die. You didn’t even get a full dose of the medicine.” I wrap the towel around my body.
“Alls I’m sayin’ is you weren’t stuck to the toilet,” he chuckles.
“At least you had reading materials,” I snicker and bend over to get my conditioner.
“I was too busy praying to live through the night to read anything. Thanks for that too, though,” he says, pointing to the magazine rack.
“You’re welcome. Daddy says you have great taste in porn. Wanna explain that?” I quirk an eyebrow.
“I had a couple magazines out for some light reading when your parents showed up. You’re all lucky I didn’t answer the door in my boxers.”
I laugh and say, “I’m sure Mom would have loved it.”
“I hugged her shirtless. She didn’t complain,” he smiles.
“Of course not. You look damn good shirtless.” I comb through my hair and then drop my towel so I can get dressed.
“Thanks, Pumpkin, so do you,” he says, staring at my tits.
I wink at him, not that he sees it, and then turn to walk out of the room. It feels like a skirt day. I go to the closet and start looking at my options.
“Babe, are you hungry?” Eric calls from the bathroom. “I’m starving.”
“I’m starving too,” I reply. I grab a white tank top and a mint green skirt.
Eric comes walking out of the bathroom with his towel around his waist still.
“What are you hungry for?”
“Mmm… I’m not craving anything specific. Whatever you want is fine with me.” I grab a bra and panties from the dresser.
“Okay.” He goes to the closet to find clothes and comes out in a pair of jeans that are still in unbuttoned. He’s going commando.
“I made coffee,” I say and try not to stare at him while I start getting dressed.
“Thanks. I can use that too. Do you want something heavy or light?” he asks while rubbing the towel on his head, flexing every muscle in his body.
I make a little noise and turn around.
“I’m happy either way,” I say as I get my bra on.
“Okay. You know where to find me,” he smiles and walks out, completely unaware of how sexy he is.
I finish getting dressed and I go put on my makeup before going to the kitchen. Eric’s standing at the stove and I can smell sauteing onions and bacon cooking in the oven. I pour myself some coffee and kiss Eric’s cheek.
“Smells yummy in here,” I tell him.
“Potatoes and onions. Bacon’s in the oven, I’ll make eggs to order and I’m putting you on toast duty. My goal this week is to make you proficient in using a toaster.”
“Brave man,” I smile. “Just let me know when I’m up.”
“Got it. You look pretty today,” he compliments when he finally looks at me.
“What’s the plan with your parents today?”
“I’m going to let them sleep in and once I get a hold of them we’ll go from there, but they really want to meet your parents,” I say.
“I should call Mom to see what they have planned. I’m sure Dad will try to get Corbett drunk.”
“He won’t have to try too hard,” I chuckle.
“Is your pop a lightweight, or does he just like to drink?”
“Oddly, it’s a little bit of both. He likes to drink but he doesn’t indulge too much, so when he does, it doesn’t take much,” I explain.
“This should be fun. I would invite Al, but he’d spend all day hitting on your mom,” Eric laughs and flips the potatoes.
“And Daddy would spend the day hitting on him… perfecting his junk punch,” I snicker.
“Huh… maybe I will invite him,” Eric says with a little smirk.
“You’re awful,” I laugh. “It’s a good thing you like me.”
“I like him too, he’s just fun to fuck with.”
“Okay then it’s a good thing you like fucking with me in a different way.”
“Oh, I definitely like fucking you… with… No, just fucking you,” he grins.
I smile and turn my head before I tell him to check my panties for evidence of how much I like fucking him. We’re ridiculous, I swear.
I absolutely adore Sookie’s parents. They’re really fun and my dad and Corbett are way too much for me to handle. I also think Michelle and my mother are planning my wedding to Sookie. We’re just allowing them to do it. There’s no point in arguing with them. I think if Sook and I broke up they’d figure out how to get us back together again.
“I think Mom has us up to four kids,” I whisper to Sookie. We’re all sitting in the backyard. I’m not drinking after the laxative fiasco, but Corbett and Dad are hammered to our left. Mom and Michelle are a little tipsy on wine.
“Just four?” Sookie snorts. “Give it time. Your Mom said she wants a grandkid for every day of the week.”
“Michelle is talking her down. She said she can spoil four cheaper than she can seven. I think it’s the Sangria talking though.”
“I think that’s a safe bet,” she says.
“Do you want to go swimming?” I offer. I keep shorts in my old bedroom.
“Me in a bikini around drunk Senior?” Sookie laughs. “Sure, why not?”
“He’ll play nice with your parents here,” I tell her. I don’t know if that’s actually the truth.
“We’ll see about that,” she says and stands up to go inside the house.
“Where are you going?” Mom asks me when I get up to follow Sookie.
“If I play my cards right, going to work on practicing for grandbabies.”
“Elevated hips help,” Michelle advises.
“Mom!” Sookie admonishes.
“Well it does.” Michelle and Mom drink to that.
I’m just glad the Dads didn’t hear me.
“Come on, Sugar Plum,” I chuckle and take her hand. “Those two are too much,” I tell her as I close the slider behind us.
“Mom’s drunk,” Sookie informs me. She grabs her bag off one of the kitchen chairs and brings it back to my old bedroom.
“I think they all are. They’re worse than kids.”
I close and lock the door. Sookie was checking me out earlier, and I’m willing to bet I can get in a quicky if I try. She unzips her bag and pulls out a cranberry red bikini. Just a few triangles and some string.
“Yeah they are,” she agrees and peels off her tank top.
I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it over my old desk chair.
“Do you think they’ll notice if we don’t come back right away?” I ask. I make sure to flex when I reach down to unzip my pants.
Sookie counters by taking off her bra and she says, “Mom and Sophie were looking at wedding dresses on your mom’s tablet. I think we’re good.”
I smile and turn around so she can get a good look at my ass as I push my jeans down my thighs. I look over my shoulder and ask, “You want to bite it, don’t you?”
“Eh,” Sookie shrugs but quickly grabs her bikini top.
I finish taking my jeans off and turn to look in my drawer for my board shorts.
“So… do you wanna fuck before we get dressed?” I ask with absolutely no shame.
I hear the creaking of springs in my old mattress and then Sookie clears her throat. When I turn my head she’s lying on the bed, legs spread, and she’s touching herself.
“I guess that’s a yes,” I smile and throw my shorts on top of the dresser.
I climb on top of her, up on my hands and knees. I lean down to nibble on her nipples before placing soft kisses up her chest, to her neck, ending at her ear.
“I bet you were dripping wet after you sucked my dick earlier, weren’t you?” I whisper and suck her earlobe.
“Mmhmm,” she answers.
“Mmm, and I was a selfish lover wasn’t I? I didn’t get you off. Has my beautiful girl been thinking about me fucking her since our shower?”
“Mmhmm,” she hums again.
I’m getting harder with each word.
“Would you like it if I pushed your legs back and slammed my dick deep into that tight little cunt?” I growl. Sookie nods and paints my lips with the juices pouring out of her.
I suck on her fingers, moaning when I taste her delicious honey. I lick my lips and then kiss her jaw.
“Are you going to stay quiet, or am I going to have to keep you quiet?” I purr against her neck. I settle my weight on her and rock my hips so my erection rubs through her folds. She’s drenched.
“Depends on how hard you make me cum,” she whispers.
“Would you like it if I shoved your face into the mattress as I pound into you from behind? I can just cover your mouth with my hand or my lips if you want me to drive in right now,” I tell her and move up to lick her lips.
“Just kiss me,” she whispers.
I press my lips to hers and pull my hips back to line my head up with her opening. I push forward just to probe and spread her lips around my tip as I plunge my tongue into her mouth. We moan together as I push all the way in.
“Have I told you how perfect your pussy feels from the inside?” I groan into the kiss as my hips begin to piston up and down. Sookie’s legs slide up my sides to wrap around my ribs.
Sookie moans loudly and shakes her head no. I smile and I kiss her again as I continue to drive into her.
We don’t have too long so I keep going hard and deep the way she likes it. After a few minutes I feel her walls begin to contract around my cock.
“If you keep doing that you’re going to make me cum,” I warn her.
She covers her mouth to muffle her moan and then she says, “Cum in my mouth, Eric.”
“I’m going to hold it until you cum,” I say and slow so I can calm down a little.
“Oh fuck,” she breathes and buries her face in my neck just before her orgasm hits us both like a tidal wave.
I pull out and I grab her head to move her face down to my cock as I move up the bed. Her lips wrap around my head as soon as I start to cum. I bite my lip to stop myself from crying out as I force my cock deeper into her mouth.
“Oh God…” I whisper-moan.
Sookie moans around my shaft and keeps sucking, taking every drop I have to offer her.
“That’s really good, Princess,” I whisper as I pull out of her mouth. She lies back on the bed, still breathing heavily. “I think your dad would kill me if he knew what I just did to his little girl,” I chuckle and drop down next to her.
“Maybe,” she says weakly.
“Should we get back out there?” I ask as I roll to wrap around her.
“Probably,” she says, but hugs me back.
I kiss her head and hold her a few more minutes before I roll away and grab her bikini for her. I arch over her body to give her a soft kiss and I set the bikini next to her, then I reach over to take my shorts off of the dresser. I keep my back to Sookie when I pull them up so she can watch my ass again. By the time I turn around Sookie has her bottoms on and she’s standing to put her top on. If it can even be considered clothing.
“Will you tie the strings behind my back for me?” Sookie asks as she turns around. Her bottoms barely cover her ass.
“Sure.” I step up behind her and drag my fingers along her ribs as I pull the strings back. I lean down to kiss her neck before I tie them. “Maybe I was wrong, Senior will have a hard time with you wearing this,” I whisper and kiss the side of her head.
“I can always put a T-shirt on if it becomes a problem,” she says. “Now quit kissin’ on me before I make you take me home and leave our parents alone to completely plan our future.”
“That might not be such a bad idea,” I chuckle.
“Until your mom shows up at the house and just lets everyone in.”
“Right,” I smile, “You ready?” She has her bikini on, but you can never be fully ready for my dad.
“Yep, let’s go before I try to go for round two.”
“When we get home later I’ll give you whatever you want,” I promise.
I take her hand and we head out to the backyard again. I don’t even think they noticed us missing. I keep going and take her straight to the pool.
“You ready to get wet?” I ask as I wrap my arms around her. She nods and I lift her up so she can wrap her legs around me and I jump into the deep end.
When we pop up Sookie wipes her hair back out of her face and spits water into mine.
“Jesus, kid. There are adults, doing adult things over here,” Dad yells. When I look at him I crack up laughing. He’s soaked.
“Oopsie,” I grin and Sookie moves around to my back.
“Awww Senior I think you got a little something on your shirt,” Sookie says.
“Watch it, little girl. I’m already wet. I won’t hesitate to come in after you,” he threatens.
“If you want a hug, just ask,” she says. “Your dad gives the most hostile hugs sometimes.”
I laugh and say, “He’s hostile in just about everything he does.”
“I already got my hug, Sweetcheeks,” he calls back. Huh… I wonder if that’s where I get the names from.
“Looked more like an attempted cavity search to me,” Corbett says.
“Nah, I leave that to Junior,” Dad laughs.
“Four! They’re having four kids!” Mom slurs from the picnic table.
“Oh Jesus,” Sookie mutters.
“We try to get a little quiet time and this is what we come back to,” I tell her, shaking my head. I’ll let them argue until it comes to blows. Then I’ll step in.
“Not before there’s a ring on my baby’s finger,” Corbett says, giving me an intense stare. “You pull a stunt like the turd and I’ll kill you.”
“Did you just threaten my son?” Dad asks, giving Corbett the same look Corbett is giving me.
“Yes,” Corbett says without a hint of shame or regret. “You would too if you saw your baby girl crying–“
“Daddy, stop,” Sookie says. “We don’t need to talk about it here.”
“I don’t know the piece of shit that little girl used to date, but my son is the best Goddamn thing to ever happen to her,” Dad growls, defending me.
“And all’s I’m sayin’ is it better stay that way,” Corbett replies. “Don’t get your panties in a wad.”
“Do I need to separate you two?” Sookie asks.
“No,” they say in unison and each take a drink of their beer. They’re going to forget this in thirty seconds.
“Like overgrown toddlers,” Sookie whispers to me.
“You know that’s what we have to look forward to in twenty years. We’re going to fight with our kids’ boyfriend or girlfriend’s parents about how awesome our babies are,” I smile and turn my head to kiss her cheek.
“Assuming I have babies with you,” she smiles.
“You will. I have amazing genes.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“Come here,” I say, directing her to slide around to my front. When she does her legs are around my hips and her arms are around my neck. “Do you want to see how many dirty things I can do with our parents right there?”
“You’re trouble,” she says but her hips grind against me.
“Oh I’m trouble?” I chuckle. The sun is going down so they won’t be able to see what we’re doing anyway.
My hands slip down her body and I squeeze her ass, pulling her tighter against my crotch.
“Yep, you’re trouble,” Sookie smiles and rubs against me.
“This trouble wants to get you off without them noticing,” I whisper and kiss her cheek.
“I can tell.”
“Say the word and I’ll stop,” I say as my fingers creep closer to her slit.
“You’re good so far,” she says with heat in her eyes.
I shift my eyes to watch the ‘adults’ and I push my fingers under her bikini bottoms. She’s still slick from sex a few minutes ago. I’m able to slide my fingertips along her lower lips, making her breath hitch.
“You know this would be easier if you would’ve let me cum inside you. It would still be dripping out of your pussy,” I whisper as I rub.
“I thought it would be gross if I got in the pool with your cum leaking out of me,” she says quietly. Her hips start rocking against me slowly.
“Yeah…” I agree and push my middle finger into her warm, wet channel. “You still feel good inside,” I whisper and flick my eyes to look at her for a moment. She looks gorgeous.
“You’ve got me thinking about when we get home and I can scream for you,” Sookie confesses.
“Mmm, that’s going to be such a sweet sound,” I purr and smile when the moms get up and go inside the house. I keep my finger going in and out slowly. I start rubbing around her entrance with my index finger and ask, “Do you want another one?”
Sookie bites her bottom lip and nods.
My index finger joins in the party and slides into her.
“Is that good, Baby girl? Do you like my thick fingers stretching you?” I ask quietly as I start to scissor inside her.
“Mmhmm,” she hums, her eyes fixed on mine.
“Good,” I whisper and flex my hips so my hard-on rubs over her clit. I look over at the dads to make sure they aren’t paying attention. They’re having a chugging contest. It’s like Al and me sitting over there.
“Your sweet little cunt is so warm and tight. I wish I could fuck you right here, right now,” I tell her and her head rests on my shoulder so she can kiss my neck.
“I think you could,” she whispers. “I’ll face the wall and if you get behind me it’ll just look like you have me pinned against it.”
I remove my fingers and swim us over to the wall, facing our fathers. Sookie turns and holds onto the wall and I move in behind her. My lips land on her neck as I reach down to pull my cock out. “Ready?” I ask as I push her bikini bottoms over. I don’t wait for an answer before I push in and then reach up to hold the edge of the pool next to her hands.
Sookie moans softly and folds her arms on the edge of the pool to rest her head on them so it looks like she’s just relaxing in the water. I move my head so I can whisper to her, but Dad and Corbett can’t see my mouth move.
“You are a dirty, dirty girl, Sookie. Letting me fuck you right in front of your dad…” I groan when I feel her walls pulse around me.
“Maybe when we get home you should punish me for it,” she suggests. “I’ll even wear the shoes while you do it.”
“Oh you can count on it,” I growl. I have to keep my thrusts slow, but with the leverage of the wall I can pull myself in deep. “Jesus… you have a great fucking pussy,” I moan quietly. It feels like she’s getting tighter and tighter with each thrust. “I’m not going to last very long,” I warn her.
“Now who’s the dirty one for cumming in his parents’ pool after fucking his girlfriend right in front of her dad?” Sookie whispers and clenches her walls around my shaft.
“Mmm, maybe next time you wear a skirt I’ll have you sit on my lap right in front of him and pray he doesn’t notice I’m getting his favorite girl off,” I say.
“Would you like that, Baby?” Sookie purrs and rolls her hips. “Do you want me to cum hard on your cock while I’m sitting right in front of your dad?”
“He can’t notice, so you’ll have to be a good girl and stay quiet. You can’t moan or whimper when my thick cock pulses inside of you…” It’s not going to take much more for me to cum right now. Fuck. “Come on, Honeysuckle, cum for me right now.”
“I’m close,” Sookie pants and I feel her walls fluttering. Her face turns to the crook of her arms to muffle her moans when her pussy contracts around my shaft, massaging me perfectly.
“Good girl,” I moan into the back of her head as my balls tighten and I erupt deep in her pussy. “Fuuuck,” I groan.
“Mmm… baby, we need to go home,” she says. Her walls are still fluttering.
“Want to leave your parents here?” I offer and lean in to kiss her neck.
“If they want to stay here and your parents are okay with it.”
“Let’s go,” I say and pull out with a groan.
We fix our bathing suits and when we get out of the pool we let Sookie’s parents know we’re done for the night. Not surprisingly they decide to stay. It makes my mom feel good to be hospitable. We change back into our clothes and Sookie leaves her bikini here so she won’t have to bring one each time she comes over.
With a quick goodbye we take off and the whole way home Sookie has her hand on my cock. She’s really, really horny today and you will not find one single complaint out of me.