Alcohol being a depressant, and him already being in a depressed state due to his week, it was a stupid idea. But he couldn't resist. And now he could...n't turn back. He had already had a few too many drinks, and was being swept along with the crowd of guys he had agreed to come out with tonight. Stupid idea, as he wasn't having any fun, and he could feel the cloud in his head settle in for the long haul. Oh well, he was here now, and knew that part of that cloud was due to the beers he'd already. I think it was exactly what she had in mind because she dozed off and on while I cooked. After dinner, she helped me clean up, then asked if she could use the shower. Her clothes had blood all over them so I gave her an old terry cloth robe and asked her to hand her clothes out so I could put them into the wash with mine. When she came out of the bathroom, I had the couch made up for a bed. I told her she could have my bed but she wouldn't hear of it. "No way, Mark. The couch looks just fine. "She cupped my face in her hands and kissed me pushing her tongue into my mouth saying, "O I'm so horny."I thought I smelled alcohol, I asked, "Have you been drinking?" No it's mouth wash. I just brushed my teeth." Where have you been?" We stopped for a coffee. Oh please, let me feel your little cock."She was now rubbing her moist pussy up and down my stomach as she reached down and placed the head of my cock between her pussy lips. Impaling herself on my erection, I felt it slide all the way. You have the voice for it. real talent. I think our first fuck was when I was sensory deprived. I was blindfolded, tied up, and had earphones in. I know M was spit roasting me. I remember enjoying the whole thing. I love kink. sensory deprivation is fun at parties. never know who is using you. its the thrill of not knowing whats next. you both took your turns. M loves watching and spit roasting. (if your new here M is short for Master, the official title my husband holds within our.