We both did this until we emptied the bottle. We both were quite high, we shared a single cigarette, she was looking like a angel in the backdrop of s...oke .Wine and cigarettes started to take their toll we both were high and horny.She played some fast Hindi beats of Emraan Hashmi, we started dancing fully nude, I checked the refrigerator took some deserts we moved back to bed room, I sat between her legs, we started exchanging ice cream in our mouth, she pasted some cream to ma penis and licked. Her pussy squeezed tight around my fingers and she squirted hard all over the bed, finally relaxing in a heap. After a few seconds of catching her breath, she rolled over and said “aren’t you going to fuck me?” “Of course I am… but first… kiss me like you want my dick inside you,” I said uncharacteristically and unsure of how she would react. All went as hoped and she grabbed my head, sticking her tongue into my mouth and sucking mine until I was almost out of breath. I grabbed a condom, put. “I know.” He winked as he leant over me, touching my breasts, as he opened my door.As I moved to get out, he grabbed my leg, “Don’t I get a little kiss?” he asked as he stroked my thigh again.“Piss off!” I hissed, as I slammed the door and ran across the pavement.Once inside I locked myself in the toilet. I was trembling with fear. I couldn’t believe what that man had just done to me and I’d done nothing to stop him.I couldn’t concentrate, all day. My head was in a spin. Was he right about me. ’ My protest sounded feeble even to my ears. Was I breathy? Ha! I didn’t really have to ask that question, the heat that was already pooling between my thighs was evidence enough of that. I felt my cheeks flush at my uncharacteristic display of wantonness. What in the hell was I thinking? I turned around and prepared to object in a more convincing tone, and hopefully, salvage an after-dinner date from the situation. As soon as I clapped eyes on him, any thought I had of protest died a quick.