We started walking together and he asked where I lived and if I lived alone, which I replied I live just down the road and I only live with my older s...***r but she is on holliday at the moment. So I took him back to my place where as soon as we were in the door he grabbed me and bent me over the arm chair and started to spank me. I really enjoyed it and he could see this, so he kept spanking me. He then asked if I would like to be his slave and I replied yes I would Master. He told me to take. I had to slide up a bit, to readjust before continuing, and could feel my sphincter sliding over his cock. I tried to tighten it a bit, to keep him from trying to shove back in too quickly. The d**gs and alcohol had me totally over the top, but it was still my first time. I had expected more pain, but the molly and weed took care of that, because all I could feel was that incredible pressure against my insides. Once I had gotten used to it again, I started sliding further down, giving a. The slick, humid juices on my fingertips kept my attention too, so much so I almost sideswiped the tractor trailer in the left highway lane. Amy’s startled yelp melded with my curse, and I swerved back into my lane. ‘Okay, kid, I think that’s enough of that,’ she said sardonically as she took my hand by the wrist. My complaint died when she licked my fingers clean one at a time, and I struggled to stay focused. ‘Oh sure, it’s all my fault.’ My protests were weak, though, and we laughed together. .then...nothing. He was still,I felt his whole weight on me, eventually I gained enough control of mylimbs to lift his head, he was out-cold, asleep, he must have drunk WAYmore than his regular intake. I couldn't lift him so I squeezed outfrom under him, I adjusted my clothes. There were tears rolling down mycheeks but I was too numb to cry properly, my head was messed up and mythoughts blurred, it suddenly occurred to me, did I black out? DID herape me? I put my hand up my skirt, I still had.