I remember Jimmy putting a joint in my mouth and telling me to take a hit. I remember taking a swig out of a bottle of tequila. I remember my genitals pulsing with blood. I remember feeling too damn good. How I ended up naked on the hotel bed, I have no clue. Jimmy was sitting next to me. “How you doin’?” he asked. “Mmmmm. Perfect,” I mumbled. “Good,” he said, “because it’s my turn now.”
I did feel perfect. I could hardly move, and everything was kinda dreamy, and I felt great. “You ready?” Jimmy asked. “Uh huh,” I murmured. I had the feeling that I was in for something special. Jimmy had a gleam in his eye I hadn’t seen before. It was nasty and sexy as hell. He sat on the bed, smoking a cigarette. He reached over and tweaked my left nipple. I felt a gush between my legs. He tweaked the right nipple, hard. “Unh!” I gasped. “You just be a good girl and lie still,” Jimmy said. He sucked on each breast for a while, ending with a nip on my nipples with his tee...
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