Her voice was slurred, buttons were dont up proper, so I figure, he was being thanked for a nice evening.She cam einto the living room, rumpled minisk...rt(damn, she had nice thighs), and a lot cut snug tank top with very thin straps. She had a body to show off, slightly tipsy(?), she plopped in beside me, and sat very proper (legs together), and looked me in the eye:Hiiiiiii!Eww, your buzzed and drunk, I commentedI most certainly am, she smiled, dont tell mom, as she tried to purse her lips to. "Ow-ow-ow-ow," Heather yelped as she danced on her toes. "You've got big tits, Heather. I love watching big tits, jiggle and bounce," I growled in to her ear and smacked one of her bouncing breasts. "Fuuuckowwww!" she squealed. I led her to the bed and pushed her face in to the mattress. “Spread your whore cunt,” I growled and kicked her legs apart. “Fuuuuck,” Heather softly moaned. If any of what she was feeling was shame, she didn’t recognize it. The filthy words almost made her cum. She. She showered me and I showered her. We pressed against each other, soaped each other, washed each other all over. She reached around me, her breasts pressing into my back. She hugged me, pressing my penis into her belly and grinding against me. We both were more excited and urgent than we had ever been at the massage parlor. She was breaking her rule big time. This was definitely way off the reservation. Before this, I could always at least pretend that we had a business relationship. I paid. Hum or bhi jyada mood me aa gaye or waha zor zor se chudai kiye phir nahane lage. Wo hand shower se apna chut saaf ki. Uske baad wo sirf towel me hi ghar me thi, kyuki mera ghar khali tha. Or usne kapde sukhne ke liye rakhe the.Main bhi bas ek shorts pehna tha or andar underwear nahi tha. To mera lund pant ke upar se hi dikh rha tha. Hum dono ne khana banya or khana khaye. Wo meri godi me baith kar khana khayi or mujhe bhi khilati rahi. Ab humare paas pura din tha, to hum aise hi sex game.