God, Melody's touch feels too good...

You let a groan escape your lips as Melody kneeds your balls with her fingers. You knew at that moment it was too late. Your blood-**** level and raging hormones have joined forces to beat the shit out of your logic. You lose yourself into her touch, the touch you have craved for so long.

"Fuck...I want you." You groan and Melody practically squeals in delight. She pulls herself closer to you and sucks on your earlobes, biting lightly with a kind of precision a drunk person should not have.

"I wancha too. I wancher big cock inshide me right now." She slurs into your ear. She removes her hand from your crotch and you groan in dispair. But she soon replaces her hand with the heat of her crotch as she closes in on you, lifting one leg so she can press her thong-clad pussy against the tent you have pitched in our pants.

"Oh Christ..." You seethe in sexual frustration as she rubs herself against the swollen tip of your cock through a layer of denim.

"Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me in dis alley." She begs you. Your hands reach down behind her and lift her skirt hem up before cupping her two perfect ass cheeks in your hands. Thanks to the thong she's wearing, her ass is bare and you get to clench her hard. Melody cries out in a kind of pleasure-pain and reached down to push her underwear to one side, revealing her pink lips. The front of her panties are soaking wet and she continues to rub herself against you, spreading the wetness to your jeans.

"Oh, fuck me." She gasps and whispers before starting to push your still covered dick inside of her. The rough denim causes her to groan and twitch. You immediatly pull away, unable to take the teasing anymore. Melody is temporarily disappointed, but brightens back up when she sees you going for your zipper. You unzip your pants and pull your cock out into the open air. She stares at your erection hungrily and it fills you with a sense of pride.

"Oh, fuck. Izz even bigger den I imajined." She says, reaching down and taking the shaft in her lithe fingers. She starts to stroke it in a very haphazard and uncontrolled manner, like she's never touched a cock before. But to your booze-wrecked mind, it feels like heaven. She stares up at you with pleading eyes. "Pleeze lemme suck it." She begs you. "I wanna take you in mah mouth. I wanna taste you. Pleeze lemme taste you."