She holds me tight, put one of her hands on my chest and started going down my belly, abdomen and finally, she holds my penis tight. She was excited a...d breathing heavily.She holds my erect penis tight and starts shagging me. She starts giving me a handjob, and that made me more excited.Her eyes closed, she is biting her lower lips, and as I moved up a bit, she got a chance to hold my manhood better. She starts giving me light kisses and starts going down until she reaches my penis.I bent over. ” Samantha said as she got up and went to the kitchen to fill her glass with more wine. My eyes immediately locked onto her beautiful firm ass. She walked back in and handed me her glass and then grabbed mine and filled it and handed it back. She then flopped back into her spot on the couch. “So let me ask, and I hope I don’t offend you, but Byron said you were the frat’s BCS. Is that right?” I asked taking a sip of my wine.“Fuck no, I am not offended, and yes that’s what they like to call me. ’ The truth is that by the time the boat reached shore I had long since forgotten the damn fish. I followed her as she half carried and half dragged the fish through what looked like a nearly solid wall of blackberry bushes, but there was a narrow trail there. Another hundred yards and there was a small cabin, smoke coming out of a silver chimney sticking through the roof. Once inside, it was so hot it hurt. My face and hands felt like they were on fire, the rest of my body was so cold I was. Brenda and Peggy told Paula that they were afraid to let her drive home and insisted that she spend the night with us. We had a Murphy bed built into the family room cabinets. Paula said that she was Ok to drive home but there was not much conviction in her voice. Peggy told Paula that she wasn't going to allow her to drive after she had been drinking all day. Paula finally figured that she would never win the argument so she agreed to stay the night. She put out her glass and Peggy refilled.