"So, tell me, did you have sex with your boyfriend?"
"Jason? I'm not going to talk to you about my sex life."
"C'mon, tell me. Please."
"We fooled around some."
"What do you mean by fooled around some?"
"The usual stuff, he felt me up."
"He felt your tits?"
"Yeah, of course."
"Did he get to see them?"
"Yes, Jason, he saw my tits, both of them," she said laughing.
"Did he suck your nipples?"
"Jason? This is getting a little weird little brother."
"C'mon, we're both drunk. What's the harm? Tell me, did you let him suck your tits?"
"Yeah, he sucked my nipples."
"And then what, did he get to second base?"
"What do you mean, my pussy?"
"Yeah, did he finger you?"
"Yeah, I guess, a little."
"Did you let him eat you?"
"Okay, this is too much. Stop with these type of questions. I'm not comfortable talking about this with you."
"C'mon, did you let him eat you?"
"Yes, I did, okay, a couple of times."
"Was he any good at it?"
"No, like most guys, he dabbled while fumbling around down there."
"So you've had other guys get you off orally?"
"I'm not going there."
"Did you get him off?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know, did you give him a hand job."
"God, Jason, you're making me horny thinking about a stiff cock in my hand."
"So, did you give him a hand job?"
"Yeah, I gave him a hand job."
"How many times?"
"I don't know."
"C'mon, take a guess."
"Maybe a couple dozen times."
"Wow!"
"We dated for nearly three years."