<div class="floatleft">(http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h455/juanitasub/new/1276362991625.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tami Jenkins<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Bedroom #3<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Miranda<br/><br/>"Oh good, no more nudie pics...oh and no more cuffs...oh and no more fucking", Tami spoke as Miranda stopped for a moment, "So can I go back to the others now. Maybe they miss me?" Miranda did not answer her, at least not with words. Tami felt a hand in her hair, apparently Miranda did not want her to leave, at least not now. Miranda's other hand groped Tami. "I think I drink too much tonight. I normally would let a girl feel me up like this. Maybe we should stop."<br/><br/>But Miranda was not ready to stop. Tami was pushed towards the bed. She staggered along, trying to resist but her coordination was off from the alcohol and soon she was at the edge of the bed. Then one strong push from Miranda sent her flying backwards onto the bed. "Whhhhhooooaaaa!" she exclaimed as she landed on her butt and then bounced and fell on her back on the bed,<br/><br/>Tami lay there looking up at the ceiling, seeing the room starting to spin from all the booze she had drank. The next thing she saw was Miranda smiling down at her, Then her eyes looked down and seen the dildo about to enter her, Tami squealed, "I am not sure I want to do thissssssssss" Miranda had just thrust deep into her, following it with several more deep strokes. "Please Miranda, can't we you know talk about this. You can't just..." Tami's words were cut off as Miranda kissed her passionately on the lips. Tami tried to use her arms to get up but Miranda found her wrists and held them down to prevent that. She began to kiss Tami on the neck. Tami willpower to resist was slipping and she just whispered, "Maybe we can...talk later....ohhhh yes Miranda.....like that...mmmmmm..."