He held her more firmly, placing his other arm around her. He was almost lifting her to keep her upright and then she felt cool liquid on her sex. Jen...nifer was on her knees, mouth full of chilled champagne, delivering it over the hot, sticky pussy lips of this young woman. When the champagne was gone she pressed her face deep into Vanessa's pussy lips, applying pressure to her clit and building another orgasm.Before Vanessa could think, she was being lifted by Daniel in such a way that her legs. . Her head hung low, her eyes scanning the tiny cracks in the pavement as she worked her way toward her apartment. It was above a grocer, small but convenient. After all, this was New York City, and she didn’t want to drive much downtown. The traffic and the drivers were both too crazy. Sara made it somehow to the door on the lower level, the one that led to the inner back stairwell that would take her home. Opening the door, Sara stepped through and watched idly as it closed with a slight. While listening to that music and smelling my dad's old spice, I remembered my first experiences with masturbation. I began to rub myself again as I remembered those first experiences. Maybe I read about it, or maybe it was some off color joke between the older girls at school. Something sparked my interest."Jennifer have you ever masturbated?" I asked her while we were alone at the school bus stop. I made sure to look away when I asked, because I knew I was blushing."Of Course I have silly,.