#91931 - Oh, she gasped before she came back to reality, Stop that please! Hold still there's some more, I advised, as I saw champagne glistening on her lips and before she knew I had flicked my tongue across her lips leaving her slightly open mouthed and very confused. Champagne it is then, I agreed, Then perhaps we could make love, You want to rape me again? she asked. It wasn't the least bit erotic, the smell was unpleasant, the farting noises disgusting but she did what she needed to right there, on the grass.