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are a bit damp. I look into her eyes and give her a wink. Time for shots I tell her, and get them ordered. As we continue our great time of getting drunk, Lynn was getting bolder herself, she started to rub my cock through my shorts, getting me nice and hard, then I wanted to feel her honey pot, I move my hand up inside her dress and move all the way up to her snatch, I find it barren of any hair, I slide my middle finger up and down her slit, Lynn gasps and clinches her legs in a pleasant reaction, not a denial. Lynn takes her hand off of my