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“Well, that was easy,” she said, letting her dark hair fall around her shoulders

“I wore her down for you,” I joked

“That you did She was already yawning when I went in”

“Here's to a tea her one of the flutes of ice wine

“To a teaether

We both took a drink, Becky draining her entire glass in one go I probably should have warned her about the risk of brain-freeze

“Holy crap, that's good!” she said, looking at the flute in wonder

“Glad to hear it”

“What is it?”

“The finest ice wine Ontario has to offer”

“Is there more?”

I brought up the open bottle fro she would want more

“My hero”

We each had twoto overdo it I certainly knew I could drink a lottipsy, and Becky still seemed fine I subtly ran some tests to make sure she wasn't past the point of no return,contentedly My first thought was that she must have been several sheets to the wind

We started in on the plate of cheese Each going for the sa on the way Our eyeshad been lifted

Becky pounced, jurinding her crotch against the bulge in ently ed her pussy Becky threw her head back with pleasure, biting her botto out