We’ve just robbed a bank together. About to runway from the country you want to celebrate. Fix me a laced sip and do a striptease before we fuck. You don’t let me touch you yet, and I start to feel woozy and sleepy. I’m confused as you talk me into getting naked and handle you my car keys and flight ticket. Tell me to lie down in bed and stroke. As you get dressed to leave you count me down to cum. You handcuff me before you leave with all the money. My vision blurs."Nightie night, sucker!"