I was her, you see. The perfect, blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl, onlyruined. Spoiled.Yeah.I'm sure I must have been a big black splotch on her perfect ...itcom lifefor the brief time we were together. Nine months and the two extra onesit took for her parents to persuade her it was only sensible to put me upfor adoption. Erasing the dark stain of sin and shame from her lily-whitelife. Okay, I'm bitter, so sue me.We had a cup of coffee each. She tore to pieces the pink diet sugarpacket, a habit we. Still enjoying?I stand and she sits where I was sitting. I pull off my shirt. She unbuckles my belt, unzips me and pulls down my jeans. I kick them aside. You can both see the bulge in my briefs. She slips them down to see what she wants to taste.Are you still watching?I lay he on her back and open her legs. I’ve tasted he mouth, now I want to taste her cunt. Slowly I lick up and down for a while, then finding her clit, begin to write the alphabet with my tongue on her clit.My cock is. The alcohol was still stemming in my system and I was still noticeably high. I looked around to find myself in the bedroom of my good friend’s house. Ohh yes, Pratiks house party! Too.much to drink, I tried to find the source of the hand that slapped me. Lying on face down was a petite girl with a short skirt which was pulled up to her upper thighs and a skimpy top which was sticking to her body maybe due to sweat.Even with all the alcohol in me, there was an instant hard-on. I didn’t waste any. Lindsay wasn’t a great poker player, but she liked sitting around with the guys on the ship and flirting. Besides, when you were out in space for months at a time, shit got boring. She had joined the crew of the U.S.S Titan 8 months ago, and they had only made one base stop to pick up Traynor and Suulin. She was glad they had, but her patience was wearing thin. She needed to have some fun, especially if it included sex…and lots of it. Tonight’s game was Texas hold ‘em, and she was not doing.