Was that the kind gesture of a friend who's seen that she's had a bad morning, or a bachelor on the make? OK, then they have wine, only he has water w...th his, because he's driving. She's relaxed and there's plenty of wine in the bottle, because he's carefully not drinking his fair share. Then he pushes for a liqueur, Grappa apparently, because neither of them have ever tried it. But he doesn't like it and he palms his off onto her. So, she's not drunk and incapable, but she's had a fair amount,. “Okay, we’ll do that again when you’ve worn out my cunt. I assume you’re up to that?”“Forever and ever.”“That won’t be necessary, just three times a night.”“Yeah, I can do that.”She grinned, “And if you need more, we can work something out.”After she wiped up with her T-shirt and tossed it aside, I reached for her belt and she reached down to help me strip her bare. Her hair was thick between her thick thighs and obscured her sex, though when I pushed her down and she spread her thighs for me,. I knew exactly what outfit I wanted to wear and started laying it out on the bed. First was the matching black lace bra and panties. Then the short tight black skirt and chose to go with the skirt a silk white blouse.My legs looked great and was silky smooth after I shaved them but I decided that my legs would look even hotter clad in pair of black pantyhose. I started to put the panties on but decided to put the hose on first then the panties .i tried to ignore my growing cock as I dressed.. Just as her fingers reached his boxer shorts, his hands flew out and grabbed her wrists in an iron grip, a sly grin spread across his face. Another second passed before she felt herself being lifted off the bed slightly as he slid underneath her and pushed her into a sitting position, so that she was now straddling his waist. She rolled her hips slowly until she could feel the bulge in his boxers rubbing gently against her pussy, her excitement now plainly visible as her juices soaked through.