It was not until she was completely drunk that I realized it was time to cut her off. Do not get me wrong, she was not puke in a corner of the room dr...nk, but definitely the its hard to walk in a straight line kind. After a longwinded speech, I finally managed to convince her it was time to go. Unfortunately, I was soon faced with another problem. She was further gone than I had initially thought and I feared letting her return home on her own. To reach her apartment, she needed to ride the. I dropped the thong on my chest and took my cock back up in her french panties. I slid my arm back behind my head. There had to be a way to let her know. Thinking how she too had enjoyed it helped my resolve to learn more about her. And wondering if we could ever do it again was overpowering my worries. My hand sped up and I looked down to watch.I would think of a way. Right after this. ***I finished my note and reread it. Then I reread it again. Printing one was to informal and this was my. "I'll be right there." I yelled, grabbing a towel, and headed for the door. As I opened the door wider, my state of undress surprised you, and you looked me up and down. " Uhhh , mmm , dinner is ready when you are." you said again softly, nibbling at your lower lip. You looked so delicious, I wanted to rip your robe off and take you right there. The robe belt did little to conceal those gorgeous tits. They seemed to taunt me and beg for attention at the same time. Then you glanced up and down. Slowly, her slightly roughened hands rubbed mefrom my head to my feet. Her wet tongue traced the path of her hands. AuntPat's tongue found my mouth again and took it lazily. Moving downward, shekissed my throat and shoulder blades. Her tongue licked the valley betweenmy breasts just before her lips took my peaked, sensitivenipples. Hungrily, she devoured my globes and nipples as if there were anexotic treat. Leaving a trial of wetness, she moved down to my navel,plunged in her tongue and.