( I guess thy are drunks at a party) One of the guys leans over and says something to Carl while he gets a good look at her tits in the dress , then C...arl says something to J and she looks at the guys behind them. The one guy gives her a shot glass of something, Up goes her head and the drink goes down pretty fast, she shook her head like it was strong. This upset the balance of clothing she was wearing, needless to say her left tit is now completely out! while J is drinking the blond is getting. As if she was trying to hide in the shadows between the lights. Her friends were all drinking and laughing unreasonably loud at what obviously was meant to draw attention on them. The music was soft and low. Almost symphonic and seemed not to fit the rambunctious crowd as they acted out their roles. Her hair was long and flowing. She couldn’t have been but barely 21. He thought younger. Her spaghetti straps were off her shoulders and the soft mounds of her breasts were highlighted in her. Lying in her parents spare room, Jenny’s naked body pressed against mine, I began to feel the need. Tracing my hand down her back and resting it on her sweet arse, god I love her arse, it’s perfect. Not too skinny and not too fleshy. Feeling her soft skin raises my cock instantly. I push myself closer to her body and tenderly kiss her neck, which drives her wild.“I need you, Jen.”“We can’t, Carl. Not with Mom and Dad next door, the walls are paper thin. I’d never be able to face them tomorrow. I had a tough time keeping my eyes off of her nylon-clad thighs, as her dress was still up near her waist. I picked an older road back, rather than the expressway, and there were few cars on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. "My feet are killing me!" she moaned, and I quickly offered to rub them for her. "Really? You'd do that for me?" she asked. "Absolutely!" I quickly responded. She spun towards me, and put her feet in my lap, still in her sexy high heels. I.