She bursts out laughing and pretends not to notice my hard on. She teasingly places one hand on my crotch while picking up one of the empty glasses with her other hand. "Fill it," she says. I push myself up, increasing the pressure of her hand on my hard on. "Oh, what was that?" she smiles at me with a twinkle in her eyes.
I reach for her glass but she grabs the bottle from my hand. With a sly smile, she pours some of its contents onto my trousers-- right on my hard on. "Now, we're even," she says.
"Not yet," I say.
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