Ahhh! she cries out as you deepen the kiss, taking advantage of her drunken state. Her body arches into yours in perfect synchrony with your movements, her need for release becoming more urgent with every passing second

Take me... please...

Oh God...yes! her nails dig into your shoulders as she rocks against you, needing the friction between our bodies to ease the ache building inside her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one more desperate than the last, and it only fuels her desire for release