Let's make out here!

"Oh, you are a frisky little devil!" Doe leans over you and sets her drink down, and then grabs yours, and sets it down.

"I must warn you, I'm not your average women." One of her hands reaches down your pants, and the other slips softly behind your neck. She pulls you into her lips, and french kisses you.

Things get hot, and you both begin taking off your shirts, then pants. Before you know it, you're both 69 on the antique rug adorning the floor.