She was on her way to becoming moderately buzzed drinking the wine. This was the first time I had seen her drink any volume of alcohol. When we go out...for dinner, she usually had a glass or two of wine with her meal. She became very talkative after a few glasses of wine. She talked about many topics, including some of what had happened in her past.“This happened to my friend Priscilla a couple of years ago at our annual 4th of July party. I was dating her ex-husband Wes. He showed up at my. ‘Would you like some breakfast?’ ‘Yes.’ The voice was soft, but she had spoken! ‘Would you like to go down to the restaurant to get it?’ The only reaction was an uncertain look. ‘You don’t need to if you don’t want.’ He didn’t know what to say. ‘OK, then no.’ ‘You can have a shower if you want.’ ‘OK.’ As far as he could tell, from the five words she had spoken, it sounded like she had an American accent. ‘Can I ask your name?’ ‘Which name?’ ‘Which name?’ He parroted back to her. As had been the. Both of us just lay there next to each other, naked, panting heavily, our bodies wet with sweat or river water, probably both, trying to catch our breathes."I hope you still have some game left?" she said after catching her breath, pointing to my limp cock. "I'm not done with you yet" she continued saying with an enticing smile."Anything for you" I answered pleased, "But I might need a bit of encouragement first".She took the hint and pulled herself up to her knees. She then continued by. I was unstable.I wanted more.Then I started to unhook her blouse.It was darn tight.I opened top hook,her boobs relaxed a lot as they popped out and now they are free from the clutches of her blouse.Then I slowly unhooked other hooks too.Damn, she was wearing bra.It was white with flowers.It was too tight.I tried to push her bra sidewards but I was aware of her sleep.All I can do was pull her cup lil bit down.I saw her aerola.It was brown in color.I wanted to squeeze her melons but I couldn’t.I.