Her hands were crossed on the table in front of you, and taking her left hand gently in yours, you lightly stroked her left forearm with you right han.... You could feel her twitch and tense, but she made no effort to pull her arm away. "But I do know what I'm doing" you said quietly, "And I'm Hazel, by the way". "My name is... not important" she replied, and repeated "I should not be here". But she still made no effort to withdraw her arm. Slipping off one of your shoes, you very gently ran one. She was snoozing on the floor, a pile of clothes as a pillow, completely naked. She wore a dark-ish wife beater. She was attractive enough. A number of other people were sprawled out beyond her, along the floor leading up to the couch, on which two figures seemed to be trying to get busy under a large blanket. I didn’t remember anything. I stood up. I was wearing boxers but I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I looked on either side of myself and didn’t see anything resembling one of my shirts. I reached. Lilly moaned very loudly and pushed her pussy into Katie’s eager tongue. Katie took this as a queue to insert her fingers into Lilly’s pussy and rub her g-spot. Lilly’s moans became louder and her breathing more labored as she neared an orgasm, suddenly her pussy clamped down on Katie’s fingers and she came hard, squirting cum into Katie’s mouth. Katie enthusiastically licked the cum from her pussy. Lilly then rolled over pinning Katie under her and began to kiss her tasting her cum on. I was able to get her to look directly in my eyes by looking harddirectly into her eyes. I walked over to her and started making smalltalk introducing myself to her and everything and then after the chit-chat I asked for her phone number she gave me a stern look and she said,"Are you hitting on me? Because I already have a boyfriend."Feeling that I had suffered from a major setback in the pickup I said,"I figured a woman as beautiful as you would have a boyfriend but Istill want to....you know?.