We couldn't wait to reach the room
We were sloshed
And barely mindful
Of decorum
Legs unsteady
Hands greedy
We stumbled
And fell on the stairs
Clothes ripped
Trousers unzipped
We started there
But I kept slipping
She guided me
But I became flaccid
During the process
That's when she lifted her legs
In the air
Squeezing her petals
Around my flesh
She swayed her buttocks
I am waiting for you, she said
All you need is few thrusts
And we will be done
And still when I was unable to perform
She sat over me
Gulping a few sips of wine
She smeared it on her breasts
And offered herself
I was ready
In no time. ©LR
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