Very sexy." I walked over to the fridge and got out a chilled flute with the champagne bottle."Please call me Patricia, PJ sounds like a kid's name." ...She saw the magnum, "You're having champagne! Can I, like, uhm, can I have some too? Please?" Sure, I think it's OK." I retrieved a second chilled flute. The bottle opened with a satisfying 'pop', and I poured two glasses of the bubbling liquid.We toasted our good fortune, and wished our siblings luck in their new life together. The meal was. He shoved my face all the way down on his cock and I took it. He pulled out and roughly held my head against his crotch, this time pushing my mouth against his balls “ Suck my balls bitch”. I licked and sucked on them, my lower body squirming as my hard cock throbbed from being used in such a way.He then grabbed my hair and pushed me down onto the floor in a laying position. I grinned widely. I knew what was coming next. still holding my hair he mounted my mouth shoving his cock into my mouth. He continued to slide his hand up underneath my skirt until he reached my panties. As I tried to pull his hand away I felt his finger rub against my clit. My body began to jerk and tremble as I no longer could keep his hand away from my pussy. I whispered to him, “Please no Brian! Please no!” He grabbed a hold of my panties and began to slide them down my legs. He pulled them off me and stuck them in his pocket. He then got up and left as he told me he would be back after work to fuck me. My. I grab your cock through your suit and grasp you tightly, there’s a cheeky grin on my face. You slap my face, whipping that grin clean off, but only for a moment. My pained cries turn to dirty giggles. (Sound of a slap and dirty giggles) My tongue slowly traces across my lips. I look back at you, challenging you for more. You unzip your fly and release your cock from the confines of trousers. I see your cock for the first time. My breathing stammers when I see what I have longed and ached.