Dawn rolled over and pushed all her weight on me. Her chest sank into mine as the feeling of her soft breasts seeped into my body. She slowly grabbed my hair and started licking the side of my face
Her tongue sloppily trailed over my jawline, almost touching the corners of my mouth before turning away again.
This woman was drunk drunk.
I wrapped my hands around her back as she incessantly continued licking my face. Her breaths heated, her licks not betraying her desire and drunkenness.
I slowly pulled her away from her waist. Her tongue spilling out of her mouth made a thread of saliva drop right onto my lips.
"Should we do this while you're drunk?" I asked.
"I am an angel. I am drunk because I want to be."
"That's a total lie, angels have nothing like that." Almost right on time, my dearest fairy partner spoke up. She was playing with her hair while keeping her eyes away from us, it wasn't tough to notice how red her pointed ears had become.
