Now I’ll tell what happened at our celebration.When we first got in our room and I opened the champagne I’d brought, she wanted us to be naked. Th...at was fine with me. We sipped our first toast and she dripped a little on my pecker which was already rising in anticipation of some action. Her mouth was chilled from the bubbly and felt neat on my cockhead.She was already hot and eager to fuck. Who would complain about that. She spread her legs and urged me to “cum on in”. After a dozen strokes she. She could feel that tender, sensitive organ quiver under its delicate tissues and dug her nails into his scalp."Oh, God, Jack! That feels good!"Jack nibbled lightly around the throbbing prong of her clit, then fastened his lips on it and began sucking as he bobbed up and down over it. His lips skimmed only an inch or two before slipping off, but then he started all over again. He heard her give a deep, moaning sigh and lifted his face."Do I do it better?" Better... ?" Karen groaned, not. He was still holding her foot to one side, and his eyes still darted back and forth from her frowning face to her privates. She tried to close her legs, and he let go."I think I can do it by myself now," she said, trying to decide why she didn't feel as angry about him peeking at her as she thought she should."Oh ... all right," he said."And stop looking up my dress," she barked."Sure," he said, blushing.But the fact was that, as she climbed down the rest of the way, whenever she looked down,. I got sick, then still feeling really woozy I splashed cold water on my face and just sat down on the floor for a bit thinking I’d go back to the party when the wooziness passed. The only thing that passed was me, straight out on the floor.When I came to the first thing I realized was that someone had turned off the lights in the bathroom. That was about a second before I realized there was someone on top of me. Drunk and possibly drugged my mind didn’t kick into gear very quickly. I could.