” She stood up on her toes and kissed me. “Now you can tell everyone the last beautiful woman you ever kissed was Doreen O'Shaughnessy! Because af...er Jack punches your face out the back of your head, no woman will ever kiss you again!” The crowd hollered and laughed. Once all the bets had been placed, I took off my dirty shirt and made my way to the middle of the circle drawn in the dirt. Doreen bit her lip and felt a rush of sexual arousal as she stared at my muscular back, wide shoulders. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face harder into her cleavage. I licked her soft milky flesh as far as I could reach, and she moaned again.I continued unbuttoning her top until I reached the last button. With a quick twist, her top opened and fell to the floor behind her as Amy gasped at her sudden unveiling. A little about Amy;She has long blond hair that is soft and hangs down to about the middle of her back. Sometimes she puts in a ponytail, but she prefers to keep it loose.. "Kine raised his pitcher in a toast."To being fucked!"Sean raised his glass, and both downed their drink."Speaking of which," Kine said, leaning back in his chair, "how's Vince? Gonna be OK?"Sean poured another shot, looked at it, then reluctantly decided he really couldn't send it down after its sibling yet. He leaned back in his own chair as well."Yeah ... yeah, that's what the girls said. The fucking idiot..." Sean trailed off. He considered, debating how much if anything to say. He picked. Her blouse, sleeveless, low cut, and made of black silk, is gaping open, and her lacy bra, also black, is plainly visible.Her free hand, the one not clutching her treasures, pushes roughly at lace and then pinches. She is at the foot of the bed then, her placement seemingly coincident, but they both know that it is not. She sits and lays her objects next to her on the bed, and then both hands are rubbing and kneading. Her eyes are closed, her head lolling backward, and she gives a whimper. Both.