Miranda went back to bed because she didn't sleep well (I wonder why) while Norman slipped on a bathrobe and rebooted his computer and tried to solve ...he problem. Everything seemed to run fine, so he searched for all the new files. The only problem was that every program had been updated within the last twenty-four hours. In other words, every file came up as "new" in his search. He found it very difficult to type with his long finger nails, but he continued--he had to, for Miranda. He. I love his hands and his mouth on my tits. I reached down and found his dick which, of course, was already hard as a rock. I rubbed his dick and then went down further and rubbed his balls. I lightly tugged on his ball sack until he groaned in pleasure.I moved around and got on top of him in a 69 so he could taste the pussy juice flowing out of my pussy while I took his dick into my mouth. His dick is just average in size, but average is plenty good enough to pleasure a woman. It fits. This is a story of how I had drunk sex and lost my virginity with a hot girl. The story is real and not part of imagination. This story is a bit lengthy but you will not find it boring and you will really have fun reading it.The story starts in Chennai where I work. I had a good friend at my workplace. After 2 months of my joining there, he got an awesome job offer to Bangalore. He decided to treat me and other friends with drinks.Before going to the bar, we smoked weed and then left to that. She was there again and he could tell she was undefeated at her tenure at her table. A few Black men, business men and workers from the neighboring office buildings, approached, played, and slinked away. She wasn't arrogant in her play but she didn't seem to use much effort either. White men seemed hesitant to approach her, like there was some invisible line that they knew not to cross, or dared not cross lest people see their hidden thoughts, their secret desires, their blatant yearning for.