I wanted cock very badly by the time I walked out. I felt so dirty.I got drunk pretty quickly, and danced with a lot of guys. I rubbed my ass against ...heir cocks. I let them fondle my tits. I made out with a few. At one point I was making out with a woman and a man at the same time, taking turns while they pressed against me, fondling my tits and ass. I knew a lot of guys - and maybe some girls - were going to jerk off thinking of me tonight.I sat down at a booth at the far back of the bar,. I looked over to see what was stalling her - not wanting to be that pushy bastard that I was all-too-aware that I could suddenly become."Allison?" and she breathed."Lie down" she murmured."On your chest. Lie down" she insisted.As confused as I was, I obliged. She moved over on the bed so that I could roll, and when I faced her pillow, I heard her light footsteps on the wooden floor. In less than 30 seconds she was back, and I took a sudden breath when I felt a cold tricklin sensation on my. Arising. It feels good, all the hours of sleep since going to bed early last night.She gets up and quickly bags all the piles of clothes, shoes, and undies and throws them down the stairs to be taken to the garage. That only takes a half hour. She decides that since her meeting today is not until one p.m. she should finally also do what she has put off for so long.Her parents' room. Her mother had died at seventy-three after over five years of being bed-ridden. Her father followed her less. Scott met her at the door; she was wearing a low-cut dress and her huge tits were hanging out. He shoved her up against the door and started kissing down her neck, slowly making his way to her tits. He started lightly biting them before he ripped off her dress so he could kiss and suck them. Darcie didn’t mind the dress getting ripped, for one it made her incredibly horny, and two, she also knew that Scott would buy her an even more expensive dress to pay for the damage done here. He ripped the.