Jocelyn, now even crawling or bouncing off things, simply sits on the floor after drinking a half gallon of, and smoking her ass of. Now in nothing but a corset, fencenet pantyhose, and high heeled pumps, she crawls the length of the floor slurring incoherently, and getting hornier by the second What on earth will she do next?

Jocelyn, now even crawling or bouncing off things, simply sits on the floor after drinking a half gallon of, and smoking her ass of. Now in nothing but a corset, fencenet pantyhose, and high heeled pumps, she crawls the length of the floor slurring incoherently, and getting hornier by the second What on earth will she do next?