To this day, I honestly have no idea what we were talking about. But next thing I know she's laying her head on my chest (we were friends, so this did...'t seem too odd). Being drunk, I slipped my hand over her shoulder and inside her bathrobe, and found one of her perky little tits. She was definitely shocked! But she wasn't annoyed. She just sat up until my hand was no longer resting on her small hard breast. I distinctly remember her saying something like, "we shouldn't do this". Her and my. I have always imagined Amber to be a dirty bitch and so she is. Gagging and Gulping on my dick, her eyes became more redder than my balls and more wetter than my cock. "MMMMM your fucking cock taste awesome, let him enter me, quick fuck me" Amber took off her white bra and panties and she and i k** you not had the body of the fitlhiest whore and most pleasent babe ever, noticed she had a tattoo near her pussy of an open sign. Ambers golden body was making me die of thurst and hunger.Amber:. That was the first time I imagined her in nothing but those panties. No shirt, no pants, not even a bra. I imagined her just standing there, allowing me to gaze upon her nearly nude body, as slim fingers pressed between the lace and ivory flesh, slowly exposing more and more so that I might catch a glimpse of the vessel that delivered me into the world, but now delivered nothing but temptation.My mother was on the taller side when it came to women, with long, light brown hair that she usually. “You were right, Suzanne,” Cheryl said. “I don’t think it could have been better!”“Except if you actually could have fucked Mr. Knowles!” Suzanne teased.“Well, yeah, but he’s married and won’t cheat!”“Not to mention the trouble he’d get into if he did it, and not just from his wife!” Suzanne exclaimed.“Worse if I’d got him when I wanted two years ago! I wasn’t even legal then!”“You should probably call Housekeeping for fresh sheets,” Suzanne said.That told me that she expected to be with me.