Chapter 2273 Drunk With Cock Meat:>Ep9
- I woke up as the soft blue light of morning glowed through the part in the drapes from the ocean facing window of their suite in the Valencia Hotel in Puerta Vallarta. I could hear my wife Tracy still breathing steadily beside me as I slipped out of bed and padded down the short hallway to the bathroom.
- Considering how many margaritas they'd drank the night before, I didn't feel half bad, just a fuzzy, dry feeling and a mild headache seemed to be the worst of it. I took an excessively long leak and wished I could get a few more hours of sleep, but I never could sleep much after having more than 2 or 3 drinks.
- Making my way quietly through the room I put on a clean pair of shorts and a polo shirt and eventually found my other sandal under the bed. I grabbed a card key off the table in the sitting area, unplugged my phone from the charger and slipped out the door as quietly as I could.