Stratford pleasure

Kat looked up into the eyes of Patrick the worry on his face seemed genuine. He helped her outside to a set of swings where she could get fresh air.

On her way out she saw her sister leaving with Cameron and relief washed over her.

They talked for awile and she threwup at his feet before he drove her home.

She drunkenly leaned in to kiss him and he looked uncomfortable.

"Look, Kat, no offense but I won't take advantage of you when you're drunk. I want you to be soberand as into it as I am."

She sat back and smiled, "Good, you passed."

"Wait, what?"

"I'm not actually drunk. I needed to know what kind of guy you really were."

"But the dancing and stumbling, you made a fool of yourself. Everyone will be talking about you?"

"So what, in case you missed it I don't care what anyone else thinks. But you impressed me. You took care of me expecting nothing in return. I want to show my appreciation."

She rubbed the front of his pants feeling him grow within.

"Kat, I....., you really dont have to..."

She pulled down his zipper reaching inside. "No, but I want to." She pulled out his fleshy member mentally comparing it to the only other one she had seen and was happy it was much bigger.

She leaned down kissing the head then taking it into her mouth her tongue swirling around it.

"Oh my God, Kat."

Patrick leaned back feeling her warm lips sliding along his length She wasn't the most experienced to blow him but damn she made it feel good.

He felt his ball tighten, "Kat, I...." She took his full length swallowing before bobbing a few more times milking the last from his softening cock.

She sat back wiping her smiling lips. "Next time I expect you to return the favor." She kissed him and hopped out of the car and scampered into the house.