He was sitting on the couch with a glass in his hand, offering her what looked like champagne. His thumb worked her clit feverishly and she could feel he was spreading his fingers inside of her as he ground his hand done hard. XXNX “Come on, baby – gimme that cum.”
“Fuck. “Are you going to be OK?” her soft-spoken office friend asked, “You look like you are less than refreshed by all these drinks.”
“I’ve only had a couple,” she defended herself as she straightened up in her chair to demonstrate that she had full command of her faculties “and I’m having a good time.”
He was laughing to himself as he returned with a drink in each hand. She could probably get an orgasm going if he changed his pace a little, but when she reached down to guide him he swatted her hand
