"However, there is a difference tonight...I'm not wearing a bra, hosiery, or a panty under it," she said slowly. At that, she stood uncrossed her legs... stood up, and took a sensually long drag off her 120. She slowly walked over next to my bed, and pushed her chest out causing her perfect 40C breasts to protrude under the knit top. "Oh my," she said, "I think my nipples are showing." A window was behind her, and the moonlight backlit her skirt showing the shadows of her curvy thighs and legs. ”“I heard it hurts a lot the first time. Are you ready for that?”“I get so horny and wet when I’m making out with you guys and Michael. I feel like I just want to feel more now. I really like Michael and I think he’d be really gentle. He seems to understand us a lot and he has never been mean or gross. I’m kind of used to his penis, and I’m not afraid of it or anything.”Jane looked down then, and unbelievably, she blushed. “Me too.”Sandy looked at her and automatically said “Me too what?”“Me. .." I whispered to myself. I poured another glass of the cheap whiskey and downed it. This time it didn't burn as much. Feeling the "drunkeness" slowly rolling down my body, I turned off the lights and slid into the bed. With my back to the door, facing the wall, I closed my eyes and counted to 120. And right on time, I heard the door knob move and door quietly open, then shut. Then I heard a faint whisper, "Son? Hey kiddo, are you awake?" I didn't answer and felt Bill come closer to the. "But I would want it to be you, Hanna!"Hanna shook her head, "I'm married, and not on the market." But if you weren't would you fancy me?" He joked."I'm not gonna answer that." She giggled the vodka making its presence felt."You never been curious about what it would be like with a black guy, whether or not the rumours were true?" He glanced deliberately down at his groin.Hanna couldn't help following his view and looked up quickly hoping he hadn't noticed. Of course he had and he nodded at.