Yes, dear i am zzzrunk

 “Yes, dear i am zzzrunk”, She told her husband over the phone. "I may havve had too many scosh ann sevenups."

“Nooo, i did't dribe zzrunk frum the counnry club, Henry,” she told her husband Henry.

 “Nooo, it wasnn Harry. Orr al franklin. Nooo, it wuz ower neighbor Sylvia Jaffe whoo drome.” What she neglected to tell her husband Henry, was Sylvia was drunker than her, and eating her pussy. 

“Nooo, Milt's away fer the week ad a gynecologizz conf'rence in Chicago,” She explained to Henry adding when prompted, “The kids? therre wiss my mozzer.”

Finally, she ended the call, “Ok, dear, love yoo too.” Before she could put the phone down, Sylvia kicked off her heels and pulled off her dress and resumed eating out Lorraine.

She put the phone down. Sylvia asked, “He suspeckt anythin' Lorraine?”

”Hubby donn suspeckt a thin'” Lorraine answered Sylvia.

“Gooond, cause i ged horrnny wenn i ged loaded, ann tonight i wann yoo,” Sylivia said as Lorraine pulled out her strap-on from the desk. 

“Yes, fffuck me gooond Sylvia,” she said as Sylvia pulled on the strap-on. They staggered over to the arm chair, and began to fuck.

Sharp readers will note this is inspired by Dr. Mrs. Lt. Col. Henry Blake, from M*A*S*H*.