Chapter 228 Taste The Pussy:>2

• We crushed the wings. I ordered three dozen thinking Holly and I would have never been able to finish them, but we did. The four beers that she had grabbed turned into eight. We sat blissfully fading into a food coma as we watched some international movie that was on Netflix. I leaned back deeper into the couch and threw a quick glance at Holly. She was sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest almost. Her legs looked increasingly silky and smooth as I suckled on another beer. The fabric of her shorts was pulled past her perfect ass cheeks and now almost exposing her rear end completely with her sitting position. I took another deep swig of beer as I could have sworn that I could make out the shape of her pussy. I averted my gaze when she looked over at me and smiled.
• "Isn't this movie awesome?" she said, "I watched the other ones before it and they all rocked!"
• I nodded sipping my beer. The movie was pretty good. It was about a girl in Europe that had fallen in love with her brother and was forced to live a life of shame. It would have been alright, if it weren't peppered with so many sex scenes.