My wife went to visit her sister a few years back, there was some function at church on Sunday morning for a nephew and from which I excused myself. Wife went there Saturday afternoon so she'd be there on time the next day. The two women took down a couple of bottles of wine in the evening, got majorly drunk, and about 1030 at night I get a drunk dial from an extremely horny Toni. She gushed on and on for a whole hour.
"Your dick is so fucking big, God I love how you fuck me."
"I can't believe how big your cock is. I don't know how it even fits in me."
"I can barely get my hand around your cock, it hardly fits in my mouth."
"When you fucked me the other day, and came in me, and we were laying there afterward, and your cock was semi hard and laying against your leg, omg I can't stop thinking about how that looked and how much I want your fucking cock."
An hour of stuff like this. Not gonna lie, I was hard like a glass rod from this discussion. She finally passed out.
The hangover the next day in church is described as a near death experience.
Then on her way home, she calls up and starts talking about this call and how embarrassed she was, etc. I'm like, "What call?" I acted like she had a dream, and to this day she's a bit unsure as to whether there was a call or not. We still laugh about it.
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