I always get flirty when I drink. About half way through my third beer, and my head was feeling heavy. I thought this was kind of odd, as 3 beers usua...ly didn't fuck me up. I took another drink anyway. I noticed Eddy's leg kept brushing up against mine, but I didn't move it, I looked down, and noticed that my dress had slid up on my leg, and the top of my stockings were exposed. Feeling rather bold at the moment, I chose to let it stay like it was.I finished off my beer, and I felt like I had. Il alla refaire du café, et je décida qu’à son retour, je me jetterai à l’eau. – Tu sais maintenant j’ai 20 ans. – Et oui, c’est la vie qui avance et je n’ai rien à t’offrir pour cette occasion. – Ce n’est pas grave, tu te souviens quand tu m’avais envoyé une photo de ta queue ? – Euhh, Oui ! – J’aimerai pour mes 20 ans essayer avec un mec, donc avec toi ! – Tu es sérieux ? – Tout à fait sérieux ! Et d’un coup il s’approcha de moi, pour m’embrasser, je sentis sa langue dans ma bouche, nous nous. " I laugh and tell you that I know as I slowly slide my penis out of your warm vagina. I place the head against your entrance and then slowly push my way in. When the head slides in you moan loudly. I stay still to let you get used to the feeling. After a few moments you push back against my cock taking more and more of it inside you until you are filled completely. When you're ready you tell me to go ahead and I start to slowly slide in and out of you. After a few moments you ask me to go. "Isn't that more comfortable?" she teased, knowing how much he hated having to wear them. She rolled smoothly to her knees. "What do you like best about me?"That got a genuine smile from him. They'd had this exchange the first night and on many nights since. It was almost a script, but the ritual of the dialogue was a comfortably exciting thing that they enjoyed."I like everything about you best!" he answered. Of course."That's sweet, but you know what I mean," she cued, getting to her feet.