She leaned back into the headrest and spread her knees apart, offering me a tasty view. Placing the vibrator between her slit, she slowly pushed it in and out of her opening, then placed it on her enlarged c******s. I could see the silky flesh down there start to glisten as she moaned softly and writhed into the silver-colored wand.
She handed me the bottle of whiskey. “Take some,” she commanded, a naughty look on her face.
I took a swig and almost choked as the liquid fire singed my throat all the way down to my stomach.
“You like to drink this stuff?” I exclaimed, shocked.
“Take another swig, Cortney. You’ll get used to it. I promise.” She continued guiding the vibrator to its most pleasurable angle, tipping it back and forth slowly.
I took a small sip, then a bigger sip. The liquid
