pussy in my life: none. As the days went by, what had happened over the weekend started to seem like it had all been a dream. Did I really fuck Delia? And, did Judy really run around in a cum covered shirt all day while discretely banging herself? Yes, it did happen, and even though life was back to normal, it didn’t mean I was going to let it go back that far to normal. But, it’s not like I could just call Delia up and have her swing by after work for a blow job? Or could