Her back was on the wall, his palms were sliding down her sides, and she could feel her body giving into the drug. His lips were laced with alcohol, pressing against her throat, and his tounge explored her as her head became dazed. The dark room became a blur, and their lips found eachother with a fire erupting from inside. He pressed her against the wall and grabbed her hips, pushing himself against her. She was too groggy to push him away. All she could do was enjoy it while it lasted.
