Of course I allowed you to notice,a guy like me needs a witness to prove he's a stud and also someone whom hecan feel better than. But you never said ...nything about it til now, why?" "I always thought it was the alcohol clouding my brain, but why onlytwelve hours? Couldn't you have made it permanent?" "Oh yeah, but it would have cost more and hey with my part time job, Ican only afford so much. Then you'd have to pay even more to have everyonethink that the changes were always the way. I was a bit perplexed and horny. I’d stroke my own meat as she was taking my roommate’s and cum in some tissue when he came in her.A change occurred when he was not too drunk to start fucking her but she didn’t finish before he was done and gone. She extricated herself from under his passed-out body and came right over to me, wordlessly getting into my bed. I reached for her perky tits but she said, “Finish me off. He didn’t.” She was wet in a different kind of slippery way so I figured he’d. Blushing, she snuck the bottle of vodka upstairs to her room, where she promptly shut the door and took a few swigs. Laying back on the bed, she closed her eyes, drunk enough to think about the way Alex's eyes had burned into her when he'd found her in the pantry. The intensity of his stare made her wonder if that's how he would look at her if he ever noticed her, really noticed her, in the same messed up way she noticed him.Her thoughts drifted to what would happen if he did notice her.. I slowly opened the door, and as she entered, I leapt on her like a wild animal. I started kissing the every inch of her body. I bit her neck and scratched her back really hard.She liked the hardcore fuck and she was enjoying too. She started responding and buried her long and sharp nails on my back and bit me on the chest. I tore off her top and removed her bra. Her 36B sized huge boobs were juggling in front of me and I started squeezing them hard while smooching her passionately.I grabbed.