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    Drunken Adventures

    It didn’t take long for Tina to find Bette. She caught Bette looking over her shoulder, in the living room. She had her hair in a long braid. She was wearing a skin little tank top, that ended right below her breasts, exposing her stomach, and a skin short skirt. There was a red band on her head and a tiny red eagle painted on the side of her face.

    She was an Indian. Tina thought it was absolute genius. Cowboy and Indian. Genius.

    “How did you escape your tribe?” Tina said walked into the room with two thumbs tucked into the front of her jeans.

    “They all got drunk and fell asleep, I can stay all night,” she said turning around slowly so Tina could look at her well.

    “Good, because I’m so hard for you,” Tina said huskily stopping right in front of Bette.

    Bette looked into Tina’s eyes seductively and moved her hand down to Tina’s crotch, rubbing the dildo through the material of Tina’s jeans.

    “What are you gonna do to me cowboy?” Bette whispered rubbing the dildo harder, knowing that it was rubbing against Tina’s clit. Tina could only moan and drop her head forward.

    Bette rubbed harder, wanting to torture Tina to the point where the animalistic side came out. Sober Tina, of course, would never be so rough with this, but drunk and extremely turned on Tina, would forget all her inhibitions and worries.

    She slowly unzipped Tina’s jeans and got down on her knees. Tina’s eyes darkened with lust as she watched Bette pull the dildo out of the pants and take it into her mouth.

    “Oh God,” Tina breathed watching as Bette’s head bobbed repeatedly on the dildo.

    Then Bette stood up, a seductive smile playing on her lips, “come on cowboy, this bad little Indian, needs to get fucked.”

    Tina let out a groan as she desperately grabbed Bette’s hand and ran into the room. She threw Bette face down on the bed as she moved to the drawer to grab the lubricant.

    Bette moved to her hands and knees excitedly and pushed her skirt over her hips to reveal her throbbing wetness and glimmering ass.

    “Fuck,” Tina breathed giving Bette’s ass a firm slap.

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    1. Hi Tibetter24, That was bloody marvellous. I do love how you mix up these Drunken Adventures. It is awesome to read how Bette and Tina’s erotic sides come out to play once loosen by alcohol. More p-uh-lease. Your Loyal Fan.

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