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Intoxicated lust
Roll one up
Flash backs of what just happened a few hours back
You saw her at the club, dancing with such rhythm, you were lost in the music and you went over to her.
She connected with you right away, you were drunk enough to ask her to have a drink with you and she was about as intoxicated as you to ask you to take her home.
So you get to the motel, late night, you finish your drink just outside the door, toss the bottle to the side walk and break the silence.
As you lock the door to the room and look at her already half naked on the bed, sniffin' one up, you notice she looks quite young, you pause for a while until...
"Want a line?"
....
One thing leads to another, one minute you're on top, the next she has her hair all over your face...
Her grip's still tight so you hold on till she let's go, you come to an orgasm and your sigh is stopped by a passionate kiss
Flash backs of what just happened a few hours back
You saw her at the club, dancing with such rhythm, you were lost in the music and you went over to her.
She connected with you right away, you were drunk enough to ask her to have a drink with you and she was about as intoxicated as you to ask you to take her home.
So you get to the motel, late night, you finish your drink just outside the door, toss the bottle to the side walk and break the silence.
As you lock the door to the room and look at her already half naked on the bed, sniffin' one up, you notice she looks quite young, you pause for a while until...
"Want a line?"
....
One thing leads to another, one minute you're on top, the next she has her hair all over your face...
Her grip's still tight so you hold on till she let's go, you come to an orgasm and your sigh is stopped by a passionate kiss
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