I just hoped she wouldn't pass out or have to go to the hospital for alcohol poisoning before I fucked her.I grabbed her just below the barbed wire lo...king tattoo on her arm and said, "Let's go, skank. I'm gonna tear your ass up!" Yeah, fuck me good, asshole. Make me feel it. Fuck me real hard," she slurred as she stumbled after me."Oh, I will cunt, but we're making a detour first. You stink like shit and I ain't putting my dick in you until you've had some soap on you." Fuck you, asshole. My. I pulled out a sweet little dress that always made me feel fuckable - a black and white sleeveless Donna Reed number, only Donna Reed never looked quite this slutty. I'd had a friend of mine make it for me - a short full skirt with a little crinoline to hold it out, belted tightly and a close fitting bodice that dipped deeply, little lapels that stood out from my bosom, offering a luscious decolletage. Oh yeah. I put on pearls and high-heeled black sandals. I decided to leave my legs bare to. Wow, it was more amazing than she remembered. Suddenly she was whipped around so she faced the sofa, the action stopping her from ogling. He leaned in close to her and she felt his hardness pressing between her cheeks. “Sam,” she begged, grinding into him. “Patience,” he whispered forcefully before biting possessively into the back of her neck. She groaned loudly clutching the back of the sofa. He licked the mark he had made, then he brushed open mouthed kisses along her neck, alternating. About me?"She leaned back so she could see his face, and he tilted his head so he could look into her eyes. "I've had a major crush on you for months, Wally," she said. "Mom thought...well, she said if I really wanted it, that I had to do something about it. She said you'd probably say no." Do something about what?" he asked, still confused. Five minutes before he was nervously responding to her call, and now he held her in his arms listening to her confess that she felt the same for him as.