A wet tee shirt

You watch the tipsy Frannie eagerly watch Sarah swallow down the amber liquid, happy she finally convinced her classmate to join her night of drunken revelry.

Much to the blonde's surprise, though, the little brunette starts to **** and spews most of the drink back out, all over her friend's tight cotton tee shirt.

As Frannie looks down in horror, you watch Sarah give you a quick glance, as if to say ''Watch this!"

"Oh, Frannie, I'm soo sorry! Let me get that off of you!"

Sarah dutifully helps her spaced-out visitor wriggle from the black shirt with the rock band logo. She keeps the beer bottle in her hand, though, and it tips, pouring more cold beverage onto the crotch of Frannie's painted on jeans.

You watch Frannie shriek and jump to her feet, the tee partially tearing in Sarah's little hands. You wank your cock in the kitchen's shadows as Frannie jumps around, her melon sized titties bouncing in the flimsy black lace harness as she tries to push the excess beer out of her lap with the palms of her hands.

"Oh, Frannie! I'm sorry! Just take them off and I'll take them to the laundry!"

You and Sarah both watch as the eighteen-year-old wriggles her bell-like hips out of the acid-washed black denim. Little black panties are revealed as she does.

"I'l l be right back..I'm sooo sorry, Fran!"

Sarah gets up and walks toward the laundry room, through the kitchen.

"How'd I do?" asks Sarah quietly cocky as she nears you.