To her panties...

His other hand slid under her shirt and cupped her other breast. With deft fingers, he swirled her left nipple to erectness as he ground the tweed garment against her panties. "No…Freddy look…I...I'm not...." she said, slurringly. "It's alright. Everyone makes a mistake once in a while. I will promise this will be a mistake you can enjoy for the rest of your life." he said with an evil grin on his face. Faye didn´t understand what he ment and watched him as he leaned back, swaying under the hooch's influence, and unzipped his pants. He fumbled, tugged, and grunted, and finally pulled it out. Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened at the sight of it.

“Freddy, good god … please…” she murmured.

His eyes met hers as he slowly pushed down his pants, He had stopped giggling and laughing. His eyes turned dark- smouldering with a deep intensity as his lust and carnal appetites stirred.

The gourgeous teenager reached over the end of the mattress, her big tits hanging down and her bubble butt up in the air, flashing her panties. Unwillingly he teased him while she grabbed the Vodka bottle and took another swig. It was as if the only thing the little angel on her right shoulder could say was "Drink more so you can at least pretend to tell yourself that you wouldn't have done this sober. Just suck him off fast and nothing worse will happen…" The little devil on her other shoulder wanted to already start masturbating.