She kisses me again, opening her mouth up to mine in complete disregard of my warning. My tongue slips in and tantalises with hers, lustfully tasting ...lcohol, as my hand roams up the front of her wool sweater to her breasts. As I squeeze her full-bosom beneath her clothing, a moan escapes her, which suddenly freezes me in my tracks, and I sit bolt upright, unsure of whether I'll regret this.I take another sip of my drink, musing over the thought that this is nothing but sex to her, but I. Jane turned the water off grabbing a towel and started to dry us. “Let’s go on to the bed”Roughly dried she led me in to the bedroom and we fell on to the bed, I kissed her damp body from head to foot, paying special attention to her heaving bosom, she had such lovely soft wobbly tits while laid on her back. Jane’s fanny was something special too, a large wild triangle of dark hair with her big chunky lips protruding from her forest, I could of suck on them all day if I wanted. I needed. He looked down, shyly, while saying “if I am sorry about anything in the world, it is because you were drunk, not knowing what you were doing, I did not realize it till it was all over, it was only then, that I realized you did not know what was happening, simply because you did not say a word to me, you did not argue, you just went to sleep”To be honest, hearing him say that, made me very comfortable, I felt lots of guilt was thrown away off of my shoulders, it was the first moment I smile. He felt the warm intake of breath and the head disappeared between the lips. The kneeling blonde guy ran his tongue around the big knob and felt the wetness at the tip. His hands kneaded the calf muscles and ran his hands up to the back of the thighs and felt the strong sinews beneath the skin. Keeping his mouth on the wet cock, he let his tongue and lips soak the whole length of the now-throbbing man muscle. Chris felt all the blood run to his cock and balls at once. The warm, hot, wet mouth.