Hello baby cakes

 As she stumbled out of the uber towards you, she slurred, “Hello baby cakes, theres somethin' ssronger 'an juzz coca cola in thiss boll.  Liyke mosely jack n coke”

Before you could respond, she opened it, dropping the cap. “Opps, i zzropped the cap.  Guezz i'll juzz zzrink it alll ad once,” and she did. 

As you watched, you thought to yourself, “Wow, hotter than a two dollar pistol, and drunker than the possum, old George Jones himself, and just getting drunker. I’ve struck a tinder jackpot.”

No sooner than she’d finished, she asked, “Yoo got any more, sweetums? less gow summwhere ann ill zzrink more ann wee c'n fffuck”

“For you, absolutely. Right this way,” as you lead her to a door. You opened it for her, revealing a set of stairs. “After you, hun,” and she staggered to you and kissed you on the lips, her mouth tasting strongly of alcohol. You returned the kiss, and squeesed her ass, before telling her, “Let's get you another drink and continue this up stairs.”

“Yoo read my mine,” she slurred and made her way up. When she was nearly to the top, she stumbled, and her short skirt rose up to reveal her red thong.

”Arr wee almose therre?, she asked.

“Yep, just 2 more steps.” you told her. With that she surged forward. 

“Oh, the roof, kinky.  I donn care sooo long azz theres booze,” she told you. She leaned in the corner and stared at you as you produced a wine bottle and a bottle of Jack.

“Ive got wine or Jack. Something tells me youre more of a jack girl?”, you ask as you open the Jack.

“Youve got me pegged” she answers.

“Not quite, but I will soon enough,” you say as you hand her the bottle and pull out your hard cock. 

“Mmm, jack ann cock! yes pleeeze! fffuck me pleeeze!” she exclaims and then starts to drink. 

You lift her skirt up, and pull her thong aside, and then thrust your cock into her wet pussy.