The balance of the sensation of fucking her pussy while trying to stay calm so she didn’t wake up, was intoxicating. XXX On several occasions when she got to a certain level of drunkenness, she would get, well…mean. I’m not proud of it, but it’s just a fact. In fact, she apologized to me when she realized that she had done it again. “Ow, ow, ow…” Just three quick little words in that soft, kind of underwater way that people use when they talk in their sleep. Occasionally, we would also have cocaine-infused evenings that were a lot of fun. I slid down a couple of inches, then took my engorged cock in my hand and started rubbing it against her pussy lips from behind.
