The conversations grew and we started talking about how both were expecting a different kind of night and ended up drinking alone.I was having repeats...of whiskey and it was LIT for her. Both of us had a happy buzz. All of a sudden, she took my hand and dragged me onto the dance floor. We started to sway with the music. I complimented her by saying that she was looking beautiful in that crop top and skirt which was just touching her knees. She blushed and thanked. We got closer with each passing. Anyway, he's settled down. I'll take my way back to your ankle..." You could go directly, you know." No I couldn't. The scenic route is so attractive that I couldn't resist. Now, here, for example,..." No way, Jose. I want my foot rub first." All right ... I do enjoy them, it's just that there are other activities..." And if a foot rub would wear you out, I'd take the other instead. At least, some nights. Mmmm, hmmm; you do that well." You used to say that I did the other well, as well. But you. Now I could see her opening. I was on my knees, so I had nearly a straight down shot at her hole. I lined up and started to penetrate.Of course, I had no trouble getting past her lips, but the muscles ringing her cunt were drawn pretty tight. I assume that was from a little apprehension over this unaccustomed position. However, I was able to penetrate because I had a lot of my body weight that I could add to the driving force behind my cock. I did not want to push too hard and accidentally jam. After she left I took d bowl and drink d milk fully. Wow I felt it’s too tasty. I went to bathroom and masturbated first time thinking about her.At around 1.30 again she knocked at my door. She came inside and told me time for next drops and took the bowl which was empty. She asked me where is the milk. I felt ashamed and didn’t answer her. She again asked and I told her that I drunk. She looked at my eyes and asked y? I told her I really felt to drink that. She told me again to lie down. I did.