They started to get a little tough with me(young punks). I walked up closer to them and said "you better back off, you have no idea who this girls fat...er is and you certainly dont want to know" The look on their face was extreme fear, as they went away.(Pretty good line I saw in a movie, and hey it worked).They all loaded into the van minus the stripper who dissapeared throughout the night. I dropped them all off except Liz who was staying over our house. Once inside they thanked me for. I don't look at my watch when I'm with someone because I think that it's rude, so I took a quick glance at the clock on the wall.It was after eleven o'clock and by now Diane was on her third hurricane and ordered one more. She wasn't slurring but was clearly getting intoxicated. The drunker she got, the more she talked and the more flirtatious she got, occasionally touching my thigh. I told her that the lounge was closing in about fifteen minutes and that I would escort her to her room. About. I asked you to stop, you stopped and moved, I pulled my panty put it aside. You too got up and unzipped your trousers and removed your boxers to give me the first view of your cock that was standing long and thick. I took hold of your shaft and started stroking it slowly and was awarded with a generous amount of your pre cum. I couldn’t resist and licked the tip of your cock and then slowly gave you a blow job. Your moans ringed in my ears as you fucked my mouth. I grasped for breath and took. I could have stopped him then, told him no, that it was wrong, but it didn't feel wrong. Not at that moment, with his erection pressing into my belly and his hand pushing my skirt up. His hand moved up my inner thigh, finding the wetness of my panties. He pulled them down. I helped by sliding them down and lifting one foot out of them. I pulled at his belt, got it unclasped, and undid the button on his slacks. Lowering his zipper, I got my hand inside his briefs, and grabbed his stiff cock,.