In November of 2011, we went to SF for a night with some vanilla friends. We chose to spend our evening getting drunk...really drunk, before settling into the Hilton. We didn't make any plans for company to join us in bed, not sure of how exactly our night would end. Instead, I had my way with my intoxicated hotwife alone. You'll notice the outline of some cover up tattoo work in these photos. The final color turned out very nicely. Stay tuned to future posts to see for yourself.