If it wasn’t getting colder by the minute I guess we would’ve walked home all the way, but it was not much fun drinking beer while your fingers fr...ze to the can. ‘I’m almost home, but to be honest I would drink something else, and I know you have some more, but could we find somewhere, a bar or something…?‘Well, you live here, you should know the places around here…’Oh no, I don’t go to pubs you see, especially not where I can meet neighbours. I hate gossip…’We found a small bar eventually that. You smile at me, whispering ‘You are such a tease, baby girl.’ The belt hits the floor next to us and the bulge in your pants couldn’t be hidden if we tried. My nails start to tug at the zipper on your jeans and the button has already come undone, you can’t just sit by and watch, you growl and bite down gently on my neck. I gasp as I feel your teeth, ‘Mmm, tiger…’ is all I manage to get out before your mouth clasps over mine again. I start pushing your pants down, my hands over your firm butt. Half of him wanted to pull out, while the other half wanted to jerk her restraining leg out of the way and shove his cock in her to the hilt.She shivered as well, the quake transferring through his stiff organ inside her and the foot pressed against him. Then she breathed, “Oh wow.”His eyes opened, and he saw hers. They were wide in amazement as she lay propped up on her elbows, marveling at the sight of his cock stretching her. Her eyes lifted to his – still filled with wonder – and her. "At least I didn't spill the wine!" I showed him the burgundy bottle from the liquor store, miraculously unharmed."You look a bit pale. Why don't you sit with me for a second?" I grabbed the bridge of my nose with one hand, squeezing to cut off the dripping blood. Steven sank to the ground one step below me, the expression on his face an interesting mixture of concern and nausea."What a way to make an entry," I joked weakly, still clasping my nose. "I never claimed to be graceful." I saw a.