Smelling the alcohol on his breath and realizing he can smell it on mine I move closer, pressing my body against his and feeling every inch of him. Hi...s hands move down my body until they rest on my ass. My hands keep roaming however, feeling his bulking muscles and eventually his hardening package. Soon he can’t stand the teasing and breaks away from me. He grabs my hand and pulls me determinedly towards the exit. Drunk and full of lust, I lean against him and let him pull me out the door, all. Italian fathers think they run things but it's the Italian mothers who are the driving force. Anyway Liou's mother thought that a nice Englishman was a good catch for Liou; apparently we aren't so picky. So she set about matchmaking.Now up front, I'd better put everyone straight about Liou. Liou, as far as the locals were concerned, was spoilt goods. She had become pregnant by an American sailor when she was quite young. That's a thing nice Italian girls aren't supposed to do. Of course by the. “Bad Dog” I slapped his bottom and the disappointed a****l jumped off the bed and retreated to the back of our bedroom. “What,s going on?” my wife who,d now woken up asked. “I only caught Sandy licking your pussy!” Imtold her. “I,m afraid that,s partly my fault. When I,m really sexy I let him lick me and it turns me on even more. I reward him by rubbing his cock. You,d bevsurprised how much semen a dog shoots!” “No wonder then! But don,t expect me to lick you till you wash it out!” So she had. ”The night ended without any of us having anything to drink other than water. Our girls were excited that we were home and wanted us to ravage them. We did.A body relocated in front of me sometime during the night while I was on the outside of the pile of women. This body snuggled her butt back into me, and relocated my hand to cover her breast. A difference was the butt that wiggled into me was covered with panties.I woke before six feeling as if I needed to run this morning. Janet was behind.