This one was sleeveless with a countless number of buttons on the front. I sat and he took a seat on the ottoman in front of me. His hands quickly ...pened the top four so he could just barely see the hint of cleavage.“May I continue?” Damn, so polite. “Hell yeah said my margarita induced mouth.”Pop. Pop. Pop. He was halfway down my sweater. My awesome fucking bra was now exposed with my tits spilling out. Hey, he paid for the view. And I was loving the chance to show myself to a hot. I chuckled in delight when she locked her lips to mine and began tongue-wrestling me while stroking the sweet spots in the depths of my pussy....until she was hot and wet, I thought, and she was a particularly wet one.When she let go, a mischievous grin flashed over her face.“Since you like that stink so much, you perverted slut,” she said, her voice heavy with a lewd undertone and sat on my kisser.I had the source of her stench right over my nose and couldn't breathe without overwhelming waves. 3 drinks down. I was all sane and she was tripping everywhere. I asked her to take her shoes off as she was wearing heels. I held her hand and help her sit. She sat pretty close to me.As I said she smelled great, I couldn’t resist and took a deep breathe hoping she wouldn’t realize, while taking off her shoes she said, “did u just smell my hair” I said I took a deep breathe. But I’m glad I did because you do smell incredible. She just replied “i won’t make a move unless you do, I am the meat. Anyway, she was really down, more so than I ever remember. As usual she came to me to talk, not for solace you understand, just to talk.' Her sadness at the last bit was obvious. 'I was amazed at how it affected her. I was expecting anger more than anything else, yet there was none, well except at herself for being so stupid.'Petra paused, as she gathered her thoughts.'I do believe that she has finally grown up. I believe that she truly accepts everything her father said. She then asked me if I.