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I had plenty of time to take in all this because Melissa was taking quite a while to mount the stairs. I decided that she needed a hand so I supported her under one arm male nude art and placed one hand on her lower back. We both made it to the top with only a few incidents in which my hand lightly brushed against her ass. As I looked around the hall upstairs I noticed that all the doors were shut. While Melissa balanced herself against the wall I went from door to door checking to see if anyone was in any of the rooms. I couldn find one single person. I saw that male nude art Melissa was heading towards male nude art the other end of the hall so I decided to check that end as well. "I said no one was allowed up here," Melissa murmured, as she opened the last remaining door. "Welcome to my room," she said and then she tumbled inside and landed on the floor. I quickly surveyed her abode. It was rather male nude art neat, except for the large amounts of clothing strewn about, primarily it seemed to be her underwear. Melissa twisted onto her back on the floor. I knelt down beside her to assist, then I noticed that something was caught around her ankles. I untangled her feet before realising that it was a pair of her underwear. I sat there, staring at them not quite knowing what to do. "Do ya like em?" Mel purred. I turned to her and saw that she had rolled onto one side and had bent one knee up and parted her legs. "You can keep em," and she smiled devilishly. I couldn bring my eyes away from hers. They were glazed from her alcohol, but shining with some inner fire male nude art. "You want me?" she cooed and she thrust her hips for emphasis. At that my male nude art eyes were drawn to her burning red pussy. I had taken in the sight of her swollen lips, engorged clit and her neatly trimmed red bush before I realised that she had no panties on. The knickers in my hand were the ones shed been wearing. I couldn focus my thoughts, there was too much blood rushing into my cock for me to think.

"You male nude art want me, I know," Melissa continued. "You want to get inside," she was moving her leg up and down, twisting it in all different directions, stretching and contorting her pussy. Her lips mashed together, then parted to release her sweet juice. "You want in. You want to fuck me? Fuck me!" she ordered. I couldn deny her drunken ravings. I leaped to my feet and worked feverishly to remove my pants. I only succeeded in getting them around my ankles. Mel giggled slightly at me. I have a slightly less than average sized dick so I had gotten used to getting that reaction on occasion. She was still lying on her side, so I dropped to the floor and straddled her leg, and she bent her other leg up to allow me access. I male nude art couldn believe the speed at which this had all happened, I hesitated. "Cmon, why the male nude art wait? Get in me!" Mel yelled at me, so I went right to it. I slid into her and started banging away. Despite her small stature, her cunt was loose and slippery, as if she had already had sex male nude art that male nude art night. At the time it didn bother me, I just enjoyed the sensuous feeling of her lovely cunt sliding around my cock. Something that did bother me though was Mels talking. "Cmon, harder, fuck me damnit!" she kept shouting at me. "You can do better than that you loser!" Mel seemed very belligerent when she was drunk, and it was distracting me from an otherwise pleasurable experience. "More, harder, do me you male nude art fuck! I can barely feel you male nude art!" That was what pissed me off the most, and I pulled out and sat back catching my breath. "What the fuck? You chicken!" She just wouldn shut up so I stood and started to pull my pants up. "Cmon fuck me you dick!" I had my pants up but then she changed. "Please?" she almost cried. I looked down at her and saw the plaintive look on her face and realised she was having fun, I was taking her game too seriously. I dropped my pants back down again, and the smile returned to her face. Then her talk resumed. "You think you can get back in here so easily, huh?" She didn know that I male nude art wasn going back in there, I was headed somewhere else. I knelt down and rolled her onto her stomach. Then I reached down to pull up her skirt revealing her lovely ass globes male nude art. I lowered my head and kissed both cheeks before spreading them wide.