Or, rather, her movements.The day before, AJ had been some regular nerdy guy. She wasn't anymore.AJ tried to recall the night before. She had hazy mem...ry of a cute redhead with a mouth-watering phat ass, getting drunk, inviting her back home, accepting something… drugs? Maybe? Her ass felt sore. She placed a finger over her butthole, then remembered the enema. She had been so drunk and horny that she had let a total stranger pour an unknown substance inside her rectum. And now she looked like…. . . we only had seconds left before the doors would open again, and someone might get on . . . I grabbed the front of your jeans, and practically ripped off the button getting it undone, and only half unzipped you before I was yanking your pants and g-string down. I looked up to see your eyes in the wall mirror staring at me intensely, and I spit in the palm of my hand and lubed up the head of my cock."Fuck me, fuck my pussy!" you said in a half-strangled voice. "No." I said, and your eyes. Taking me by the hand and butting out my cigarette, he led me downstairs to the basement where his childhood room was and where we'd be staying the night since both of us had too much to drink to try and make the drive home.Once inside his room he pinned me to the door, with my hands over my head, and tormented me with his tongue. Nibbling on my neck, he knew what to do to make my knees weak. Flicking my ear gently before biting the lobe, sending shockwaves of desire down my body.His mouth. I'm ME! I have Italian blood, Greek blood, a little Irish blood, and some Aborigine blood. What do you say to that?"The Englishman replied,"Awfully sporting of your mother, old chap!"This one is compliments of Misguided ChildA businessman was preparing to go on a long business trip, so he thought he'd buy his wife something to keep her occupied. He went to a sex shop and explained his situation. The man there said, ' Well, I don't know that I have anything that will keep her occupied for so.