Dixie

 Dixie is an expert turkey hunter. Her secret? Wild Turkey Bourbon. She sets out a dish full with about half a bottle. Then she retreats to the blind with the rest. There she waits. As she waits, she sips the rest of the bourbon. About the time she's blind drunk, so are the turkeys. This year, she was nude and in the bag, when she bagged her first turkey, without firing a shot. Which is probably good, as she was far too drunk to shoot. Here she is when you found her:

”I bagged us a turkey, hun,” Dixie slurred.

“Nice bird. You're pretty bagged yourself,” you tell her as she staggers towards you. You take her rifle and lean it against the tree.

“Yah, wild turkey bourbum is the bezz,” she explains as you then take the turkey from her, as she falls to her knees. Despite her blurred vision, and clumsy fingers, she undoes your pants. “Mmm, i got me summ cock!” she remarks as your hard member springs free. She begins to suck.

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Dixie is also a master chef. Again, her secret is booze. Take her pumpkin pie. Vodka in the crust, bourbon in the filling. A 1.5 ounce shot of each for the pie, and for Dixie. Plus she always has a glass of wine around that she tops up regularly, which means she’s very generous in her measurements. She only wears an apron, as she tends to make quite a mess, as she gets quite drunk. Her she is with this years pie:

“Carefull, Dixie, don’t drop that pie. It’s not got as much alcohol in it as you, but it’d be a shame to waste it by dropping it,” her boyfreind tells her.

“I wonn”, she slurred as she sets it on the counter. Her boyfreind grabs her from behind, kissing her and driving his hard cock into her drunk ass. “Oh, yes.  Im sssang ful fer yoo big cock, thad fucks my zzzrunk assss sooo welll,” Dixie tells her boyfreind. 

“And I'm thankful for such a talented, sexy, drunk girlfriend,” he says.