“On the one hand, I want to be able to hold this night over your head for years… but on the other hand, as your friend, I’ve also gotta stop you...from embarrassing yourself too much, you know? How ‘bout you call it a night?”“Noooooo. Noooooo. I’ve only had this much,” she laughed, raising the bottle of Tequila to show him how little of it she’d actually had. The amber liquid inside was barely down to the neck of the bottle—no wait, it was down several inches lower than that now. When did that. Missyps - here's that picture, skimpy enough for ya?Attached was a digital photo of me curled up on a hotel bed in ababydoll nightie, matching thong and thigh high stockings, which made melook incredibly hot. I'd learned from past experience not to say toomuch about myself at first, since a ridiculously high percentage of guyson Craigslist were merely trolling for pictures to pleasure themselvesto, and I wanted to establish email contact before going any farther. Iwas sifting through the rest. Together they gasped and stared at each other in astonishment. His hawkish face loomed above hers as she regarded him from behind her confusion. He withdrew from her, sputtering his apology as she offered hers. His face registered an intense and bold appraisal of her features before he disengaged and hurried past her, his tall dark suited figure merging into the gloom of the tunnel. With a deep breath Sarah turned back to the scene before her. The Tower House glimmered in the late afternoon. She has a petite structure so can’t resist much when below me – in fact my body fully covers her body. I told her “Hold on, it’ll hurt a bit but will be ok after this”. And then, slowly pushed my dick inside. Her body became stiff and I realized she was in pain, but I was pushing myself inside her. Her arms were around my back and she almost dug her nails inside me. She was all wet and lubricated and very warm inside. So it wasn’t much of a problem pushing my dick in. Probably it was the size.