Focusing seems a bit difficult and your smile at yourself. Yep. Definitely buzzing. Winding your way back to our table, you grab the waiter and order ... round of Sambucca. I laugh. ‘I remember what you told me about that stuff… And how it affects you’ The waiter returns with a bottle of ‘bucca and two chilled glasses. Before you know it, two shots have burned down your throat. When the bottle is empty and both of us feeling no pain, I pay the bill and we head out into the night. You remember us. I duly sat on the bed, and I recall thinking at the time, that they had not drunk much sherry themselves, as most of it had ended up in my glass.“Why not lay down on top of the duvet, and see how comfortable the bed is” said Jenni ? Feeling a bit sleepy, I did. They themselves sat on the bed, one each side of me indulging in small talk. I don't know exactly when it happened, but I must of dozed off, how awful of me. However; when I came to, I found to my horror and acute embarrassment that I. She jumped when she felt my touch, but she didn't reach out to stop me. I didn't need to touch her nipples to harden them, they were already rock hard in anticipation. I drew my finger around her nipples and then back under her breasts in long lazy circles. I wanted to prolong the buildup, not rush into things, so that she was sure to become hyper-excited. I wanted to be sure that her hormones were raging through her body and pounding in her head.It was not hard to figure out that something was. She was becoming hot and responding me to kiss.Sometimes she uses to touch my tongue or lick my tongue or caress me on her boobs.While kissing I was pressing her boobs. She was moaning ahhhhhhhh hhh.Slowly I took her gown up.Now her lap was visible. I sat on the floor and started kissing her lap and thighs.She was enjoying it after some time she pulled me up and again started kissing.She said gown uthaya toh yeh haal nangi ho jayegi toh kha jayega muje and gave a wicked smile. Then she asked me.