I learned by listening to episodes of a very nice classic television show. I think it may be before your time, the Bill Crosby show. I listen to it in...my headphones all the time and practice.”Kristen stifled a laugh.“What is it?”“Oh, nothing, just I would move on to listening to something else. And if you really want to know, maybe yoogle him sometime.”Aoi ignored the cryptic response. Perhaps there was some local context she was missing, but she wasn’t going to worry about it now. “So why have. "No, I'm fine, thanks," she answered in an obviously morerelaxed tone. Perhaps the drug in the brandy was already working. She smiledwhen she noticed me staring at her breasts. "You like them?" sheasked, smiling teasingly. "Yeah," I said, "very nice." Hererect nipples were clearly visible. "Wanna see more?" She asked asher hands reached up to cup her breasts, and without waiting for my answer,she grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it off, revealing her thesnow-white globes of her. I push a bit into the swollen petals of your labia past the outer muscle and find the glory of your pussy, so tight, so heatedly sweet and wet it draws me inside you eagerly. I push and pull my hips as I go deeper...and then deeper again. I grunt as I feel half of my cock enter you and plunge the next thrust even deeper and feel seven inches fill your gripping walls; it seems as though you cannot resist my advance as your hips thrust to meet my stroke and I fill you with almost the entire mass.. I’ll bet she is alone, and looking for some company, with a single room to herself and an otherwise empty bed. Nice looking blond, a little younger than me, a good match. Also in great shape, athletic body, no doubt because of the skiing.“That’s a really nice ski jacket you have on. May I look at it?”“Er, well, sure...”She is still being friendly, obviously hoping to strike up a conversation, and so agrees without thinking.I use the excuse to approach her and, to her surprise I reach for her.