A cold breeze was blowing, chilling us both through our winter clothes. A shiver ran down my spine. I couldn't tell if it was because of the situation I found myself in, or the cold Kentucky night. I leaned in and kissed her, cautiously, exploring her lips with my tongue gently. I could taste the wine she had been drinking and her lipstick, which only made the moment more erotic. As I stepped back, we stared at each other. A nervous grin crossed my face.
"Do you want to fuck me, John?" sh...