"Come here!"
"No, Why the fuck should I?"
"You know why—so don't play games, miss!"
Look who's talking about playing games. You're pathetic."
Pathetic! You're the one who's drunk and horny"
Me! Really! That bulge in your jeans looks like you want something pretty bad.
Is that why you can't take your eyes off it? Look at you. I bet your cunt is dripping to get this hard cock in you.
You think so. You think 'cause you got a hard dick I want it.
I know it. I know how you play games with your fucking teasing then end up begging for it--I know you. You didn't invite me up for coffee cause you're a good girl.
"You're nuts. I invited you up for coffee 'cause you had too much to drink. It has nothing to do with what you're thinking. I'm just being a friend.
Oh yeah! Right! Now you think I'm the one who needs coffee. You're not exactly miss sober face, you know—you were putting it away too. Five martinis! I know what you want-- so come here!
Fuck no! I'm not as drunk as you think. So shut the fuck up.
"Come on over here and sit on my cock. You know how you like to ride this cock. Look I'll take it out so you can see how big and hard it is for you.
You think all you have to do is dangle that cock in front of my eyes and I'll come running.
You liked it when we were dancing at the club rubbing your pussy against it- sliding up and down like you were a fucking pole dancer. Come on and get your ass over here and ride me!
Fuck you!
You can't take your eyes off it. Look how big and hard it is. I know you want it—so stop playing games.
I don't play games—when I want something, I know how to get it.
Is that so?
Yeah!
Tell me wearing that tight dress with your tits barely covered and those knee high boots isn't playing games.
I like how I look—I can't help it if you get hot looking at me---that's your problem.
Hey! who do you think you're fooling—you dress like a slut and grind your ass against my cock when we're dancing then lure me up here and act all goody goody and say you don't play games---I know a fucking tease when I see one.
You're nuts. I like to dance like that and if you take it the wrong way and think I'm teasing you and playing games-- well, what can I say—I'm just dancing.
If you call humping my thigh and groaning when I hold your ass dancing—I'd call it something else.
Yeah—what do you call it?
I call it wanting to fuck. I call it being a horny drunk slut who wants me to take her out in the alley.
I don't know what you're talking about. Now I'm gonna go make you some coffee and let you get on your way.
I don't want coffee—how about smoking this joint with me?
You're something else, mister. You don't know when to stop!
You know how much you like getting stoned before we fuck. Come on.
You're bad! Okay, I'll take a few hits then you're out of here and I'm calling it a day. No fucking—so get that out of your dirty mind. No fucking—get it!
If you say so.
Okay! Come over here and I promise no funny business—just a few hits of this dynamite weed and you can go to bed and I'll leave you horny and all alone—no more games, okay.
Okay. Light up and no playing games.
Here, take a hit. Be careful—this is good stuff!
I can handle it. You know me.
Yeah. I know you. I know you better than you think I do.
Yeah—what do you know Mr. Smarty pants? Give me that joint.
Careful—I'm warning you two hits and you'll be zonkers."
Cool it. I can handle it-- now tell me what do you think you know about me that I don't know.
I know how much you like it when I touch your thigh, like this.
Hey, you said no funny business. Here, take this joint and stop touching me.
You like it when I move my hand up your thigh—nice and slow.
I said get your hand away. Man, you're right—that's good stuff. Mmmmmm.
You like it when I move my hand all the way up your thigh and get close like this. You like that don't you?
I do but you said no playing around.
You like it when I tease you, barely touching you.
Oh baby That feels so good----mmmmmmmm.
Just lay back—yeah like that. You're so wet.
"Oh fuck, mmmmmm--that so hot! I like this.
You like when I play with your tit, licking your nipple like this, don't you? You like when I grab your pussy like this and bite your nipple.
Oh fuck! You're so bad.
You like it when I'm bad. You like how horny I make you. Look how you're lifting your hips for it.
I want your cock.
Not yet. I want you crazy. I want you desperate.
Don't do this. Don't tease me.
See what happens when you play games with me---see what happens when you wear those skimpy tight skirts and that top that barely holds your tits in.
Just fuck me—I want your cock—now.
I told you—I'm going to make you beg for it.
Give it to me bastard!
I like it when you demand and think I give a fuck. I want you to beg!
Two can play this game.
Yeah but only one wins---me!
You think so. You've met your match. I'm going to bed. Let yourself out.
Hey, get back here. You're not going anywhere.
Let go of me. Let go--
No way—get your ass back on this couch.
No—you think you can get me stoned and tease me and get me begging—
You know you want it---Come and get it!
Look at you—you want me so bad your cock is sticking straight out.
And you can't keep your eyes off it.
Fuck you! Let go of my arm and get out of here.
No—not until I get what I want and you're going to give it to me. I know you. You're so hungry for it. You can't fool me with your games.
I told you. I don't play games. Now let go.
Get down on your knees and give me a blow job.
Hey you're holding my arm too tight --stop!
No!
Let go of me!
You know you want to suck my cock. You always do when you get stoned!
I said let go of me. Stop looking at me like that!
