After work, should get you drunk.Thu: i get really slutty when i am drunkit's prob not that much diff thoughi am pretty open to you anywaysand let you...do whatever you want to meMe: I don't remember you saying you were slutty when you're drunk.In what ways would you be different?Thu: prob more receptive to analMe: but you're always receptive to anal.Thu: and i can focus on the sensations more bc i am less self-consciousMe: Do you enjoy it in the ass more when you're buzzed?Thu: i enjoy it more. My tongue now slid inside her again, licking upwards and then out to brush her clit. She kept repositioning her body to give me more access. I put my finger inside her and she was absolutely soaked. I don't think I've ever been as wet as she was but I hoped I would be that night.. Her juice was pouring out of her and I was licking it up as fast as I could.I wanted more of her, I wanted to make love to every part of her. I moved to the floor in front of the couch and I slid Nancy down a bit. I. " I'm still sorry I was so obvious, Margie. I know it's kind of rude but you're such a beautiful lady I can't help it."That brought a big smile to her face and she leaned forward to kiss me lightly on the lips, causing a sudden growth spurt in my dick. "In my case, Cousin, flattery might get you anywhere. So I have a proposal: Would you have any interest in a commitment-free tumble in the hay from time to time? You know, just to keep it in the family, so to speak."I guess the look on my face. ”“You relax. I don’t get what the problem is.”“Nothing. I said let’s give it a shot?”“No, you didn’t.”“Whatever. I’m saying it now, then.”I composed myself, trying to let go of the silly argument. “All right, cool. Let’s just keep an open mind here and—”Carl bashed on his snare drum, cutting me off. I tuned up my guitar, suddenly angry at the way it was going. Then I took a breath and decided to let Lara make her own case when she arrived. This was all useless preamble. But what if she flaked.