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"Cool. Hey, I got everything sorted, are you up for a show later?”I didn't hear anything for a minute, finally Chris responded "Definitely. I...ll tell you what. You guys enjoy your day, then I'll meet you at the casino around 5 this afternoon, a little before the show."

I was curious as to what party they were talking about, but I didn't have time to worry about it since I needed to get dressed. With that, I jumped in the shower and started my routine of showering, shaving, putting on some. He had lost control of his own mind. It belonged to her as did his body. Like a warm summer breeze her hands soft as velvet caressing every inch of his body, bringing life to him, opening up hidden doors deep within his soul. Her lips lightly brushing against his own leaving behind the faint sweetness of honey. He wanted more needed more, but his body would not obey him. Her body naked rubbing rhythmically over his own, his very essence mingling with her own, a dance of spirits, a dance of. Instead of offering either a vocal or physical condemnation at his action, she seemed to cling harder so he moved from the tit and lifted her dress and targeted the groin which, by feel alone was heavily haired. This time she gave a gasp but when he slipped under the fabric of her panties and drove his finger up, she erupted, her whole being vibrated and her gasps became a combination of ‘Ohhhh!’ and ‘Ahhhh!’. He didn’t voice his thoughts which were ‘like that do you randy cunt, just wait till. I pulled him towards his bed, and we fell onto it, me on top of him. His hands went to my lower back, and my hands went on each side of him, holding myself up. I dont wanna do too much, not when youre drunk, Drew said breathily in between kisses. I was happy he was so…mature, but I wanted to touch him, taste him. We wont, I promise, I whispered, sliding my hands down his chest, softly scratching him. He shivered, and I unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down. He half-heartedly tried to block.