The more we spoke, the more attractive I found him. His skin was mocha-coloured, his head covered in dark, soft curls. He wasn’t classically handsom..., but his cheekbones and full lips fascinated me. That night, our floor gathered in the kitchen for a drinking session. I only had a couple of drinks, but it doesn’t take much to get me drunk. Will and I ended up sitting next to each other, his hand on my knee under the table as we drank and smoked, and it wasn’t long before I was resting my head. "Hey , bring me one of those, I could spit sand ! " No doubt, I thought. As much as she cum, I’m sure de-hydration was setting in... “You can have water or juice; no strong stuff." "O.K. - you’re the only 'strong stuff I need!" she replied. I felt like the pills were doing their thing again, so I cut her some slack. A tall beer mug full of orange juice.. I held a towel in front of me to hide my condition, and I walked back to her. “Gimmee that mug.." She turned it up and drank deeply,. ”Francesca switched the lights under the umbrellas on, bathing the whole bed area in bright white light. I walked into the light, painfully aware that the only sound I could now hear was my heart throbbing against the cage of my chest.Francesca broke the silence for the final time before she started the camera rolling. “Okay, Katie, communication is very important now. Keep an eye out for the cue cards, my right hand indicating I’m zooming and remember to keep talking about what you’re doing. Warren ripped at his suit and was naked in seconds. I walked over to him and stepped into his big arms for a hot kiss. The feel of his body against mine had me weak kneed. He was big and muscular with narrow hips and broad shoulders. I loved kissing his full lips and the feel of his big hands on my ass and breasts. He picked me up and ravaged my lips, neck and breasts.He laid me on the bed and began to lick my pussy with his expert tongue. I could feel my juices dripping into his eager mouth..