One night after excessive drinking (and god knows what else), we retired at my place again. I crashed on the bed immediately, leaving Andy and Brad to...continue drinking and talking shit together. It was the height of summer and they’d decided to take a swim to sober up. They weren’t in for long and were soon back in the lounge, with white Towels around their waists. 
Andy was a big k** and within minutes, he had jumped on my bed, trying to wake me to join in the party. He was such a slut,. ..”“But when I was first here he ordered you to your bed, and said he would soon join you,” I said, perplexed by her fury and denial.“Cornelius would never have got his pego up, even if I’d been willing to let him plug me. He pretends to be a lusty and well-endowed lover, but his pego would not fill a keyhole, and is always as limp as a lettuce leaf. He got the pox from some Bristol whore – Lord knows how he managed to plug her long enough to catch it.” She drew breath and calmed down. “When in. Yes, I was liking this a lot. We french-kissed for quite a while and, like yesterday, I was getting pretty hot.We're rubbing each other, mostly on the back and shoulders, and he begins kissing my neck and along my collarbone. He then kisses right behind my earlobe and runs his tongue around the back of my ear which sent a chill through me.This is feeling pretty sexy, I can feel a tingle in my midsection, oh, that was feeling good, better than good. I shoved my tongue as far in as I could and. Paris' lips were so warm and soft. She kept her lips on his. Aaron parted his lips a bit feeling her wet saliva on his lips. Paris parted her lips too and slowly began to slide her tongue in his mouth. Aaron didn't hesitate to let his tongue caress hers. They shared a long wet kiss and Aaron felt his entire body on fire. No other girl had ever given him such a hot kiss. They were all teenagers with no skills on how to please a man. Paris was different. Paris knew exactly what to do!Paris slowly.