hiiiiii

oh nooo…don’t make me drink more….now my heads all fuzzy and oh my gosh your hands are in my panties

ten swigs from the bottle before lunch sure loosens a girl up

high make out where you progressively get more and more sloppy

💚🤤 yes

call me and watch me swig from the bottle tell me to keep going keep going keep going, til I don't feel like this anymore, i don't feel anything but warm and sweeet andall i can hear is yr voice and all I can see is the blur of the room spinning around me as I try and tell you im fine still, good but fine i could do more, im not tappin' yet im not that easy, so you tell me to and i keep going until my brains too fogged out to compose a lie or any thought at all, til my minds blank with the warmth nd the buzz and the burn in my gut and I'm slurring at youthat im drunk , i've had too much, oohh im fuckjed ohs hit , ohh i should probably stop hey ivehad a lot now...

I love the idea of “accidental” intox. Lie to me about how much booze is in those drinks you’re giving me. Tell me there’s barely any alcohol in them at all when there’s really multiple shots of vodka in each one, masked with sweet, fruity syrups. Don’t say a word as you watch me drink up, forgetting about the alcohol entirely until my head is spinning and I can’t stop giggling. Tease me for being such a lightweight, getting so drunk on so little alcohol, and bring me somewhere quiet so you can take care of me…or, rather, take care of your growing arousal at seeing me in such a state. Luckily, all that booze has made my pussy wet and needy, so you’re just what the doctor ordered.