Appraising myself in the mirror, I liked what I saw. Watch out, Mom, you've got competition ... your little girl's on the prowl tonight!The party was ...already in full swing when I got there. I walked in and looked around at the tables full of park residents, quickly finding Cindy, the girl who gave me the tattoo. She was with her gal pal Erica, a feisty, freckly Irish girl who was my other new best friend. They were both looking especially hot, and I decided that wouldn't have minded getting it. Someway, somehow. I don’t say a thing. He moves his mouth off of mine and kisses my neck. His right hand snakes up to the right side of my face and pushes it to the left. The left side of my face is buried in the duvet. He’s devouring my neck and sending charges throughout my body. I feel his frame move down the bed and he’s nuzzling my breasts through my turtleneck. I feel the bottom of it being slowly raised. I feel it cool air on my exposed belly and his tongue drifting and skipping across. "Or would you like it undiluted, like me?"Karen, still unsure of what was proper, just smiled and said, "I'll take it any way you do."Henry carried her drink to the couch and handed it to her. Then he returned to the bar to pour himself one. Karen lifted the glass to her lips and sipped it. It was good. Tasted like straight orange juice. She took another swallow, and then another. The glass was empty. She looked at her empty glass and giggled. "Guess I was thirsty," she said.Henry stepped up to. Then I was on her thighs. I was licking her thighs as if it was some nice ice-creams. She could not tolerate anymore and begged me to stop.I lied down by her side and took her head with silky hair on my left arm. I put my right hand on her left check and bent on kissing. I took her lips inside my mouth and sucked them. At the same time I slowly glided my right hand over her tummy and downwards. I inserted it inside her brown panty and groping for, I didn’t know, for what. I felt some curly hair.