You really should...get back to bed, but....

"I'm sorry..." you are staring at the inner thighs of this beautiful, buzzed woman sitting languidly on your couch. Your hand still doesn't move. "I wasn't trying to tease you." You lick your lips. Kayla has a little smile on her lips. She puts her hand on top of yours, sliding it towards the darkness between her legs.
"That's good to hear." She reaches out to grab your shirt, pulling you off the ottoman and towards her. In a moment, your hand is cupping her warm crotch, and your mouth is planted on hers.
"Mmmm...." Kayla hums with satisfaction. "Hey there..." she pulls your head down onto her cleavage. You feel the warm moist lips of her pussy with your fingers, and you rub your face into her glorious tits. What are you doing? Jenna is sleeping upstairs. Karen is sleeping upstairs. Riley and Allison are not far away down the hall. You can't seem to make your conscious brain recognize the wrongness, or the danger.
Kayla leans back, tilting her hips up and letting the hem of the dress ride up over them. She tugs the neckline, popping her tits free of their prison. "Mmmm.... I was kind of hoping for a little action tonight..." She looks into your eyes, and flashes her gaze down towards her crotch. "Want to taste?"
You kneel on the floor as she drapes her bare, sexy legs over your shoulders. The scent of good pussy wafts into your nose as you approach. Still not sure why, you take the plunge, licking and sucking on her lips and clit, and probing her vagina with your tongue. Her pussy tastes nice: only a little tangy despite a night of dancing.
"Mmmmfff...." she runs her fingers through your hair and writhes on the couch as you eat her out. "James..." it's a whisper. She's drunk, but not stupid. "Mmm..."
You work slowly and deliberately, writing out the alphabet on her clit with your tongue, rubbing her clit with your nose, and reaching up with your middle finger to slide it inside.
"Ooh...baby...." her fingers in your hair tighten. "That's fucking good..." her inner thighs are soft against your cheeks, and you kiss them gently, giving her pussy a short rest. She giggles. "ooh...I'm ticklish, baby..." she's rubbing her tits, pinching the nipples. She pats the couch next to her. "Come here...I want to give you something..."