i havva dzzream

 

The ebony beauty slurred from her couch, “I havva dzzream” as she rubbed a bottle of beer against her pussy. “Thad won day. fffuck thad evry day everyone c'n ged wayssed,” Boni continued. Though the cool beer felt good against her hot pussy, she soon leaned forward to grab the bottle opener from the coffee table. Benefiting more from practice than sobriety, she opened the bottle. Once the bottle was open, she took a swig. Then she grabbed and lit a joint. She took a hit and leaned back. As she exhaled the smoke, she again rubbed her pussy with the bottle. Alternating drinks and hits, she brought herself off by the time the joint and beer were spent. 

Boni was pretty spent herself, but she wanted more. She lurched forward, sat the bottle and stub on the table, and stood. She stumbled and staggered about, slurring, “Ah yes, thiss'zz the dzzream.  Wayssed ann genn more wayssed.” As she made her way to the kitchen, she stripped off her top, dropping it on the floor.

In the kitchen, a nude Boni pulled out a bottle of wine. 

Uncorking it took a good deal of effort. Once open, she happily drank straight from the bottle. As the new wave of alcohol hit her, she soon lost her balance, and fell to the floor. “Im ok; i zinninn spill any ezzer.” she said to no one. She ended up drinking the whole bottle there on the kitchen floor. Though wasted, she still wanted more. She tried to stand. “Iss nooo yuse.  Ill juzz crawl” she said aloud to herself. She somehow found and opened a bottle of cheap champagne. She tried to drink it, but was so wasted that more landed on her chest than in her mouth.  

 As the last of the wine landed in her mouth, Boni passed out, to dream of getting wasted again.