He moans into my mouth, tugging my bottom lip between his. I pull his hard cock from their denim prison, pulling and stroking whilst showering his bod... with kisses, from his neck to his shoulders, nipping and suckling at his hot skin. His muscles are tense and I can tell hes fighting with himself, hes so used to being in control of me. “Please baby, lower. I need your mouth, those beautiful lips. I kiss the shell of his ear, “You want to control me baby?” I breathe in that voice that drives him. She had to have snuck in quietly to see what I was doing. She must have had some idea that she was going to catch me doing something I wasn’t supposed to be doing, or she wouldn’t have snuck in! My embarrassment turned to anger. She knew exactly what she was going to find and she wanted to catch me doing it! She stood there, waiting for me to beg her forgiveness. That wasn’t going to happen, not this time! I turned to her, shorts still around my ankles and kicked them completely off,. .like your hands were made to hold me. Lips crashing back into mine, your tongue coaxing them open to breathe in every secret, wanton desire I have for you. I crave you. My hand wanders down to touch your erection, and you groan when I take you into my hand and start stroking you. You trail kisses down my neck and find a perfect pink nipple to suck on. I can feel you get harder in my hands as your tongue traces circles around it, and I gasp in pleasure as you bite and lick and suck first one. When the group arrived at the apartment, they went straight back to downing more shots of Tequila. Ellen said there seemed to be an awful lot of men in that small apartment, more than she remembered being at the restaurant? Soon, Tammy disappeared with some guys to another room, which left Ellen alone in a room full of guys playing drinking games. Not being very good at the games mean't that she had to down extra shots as penalties. Ellen was feeling the buzz of the Tequila, but also loved.